Yesterday I worked out at the UNC campus gym for the first time in a few weeks (not including spin classes). I took a Cardio & Pump class. I normally really enjoy these classes, but for some reason yesterday was different. I don't know if it's because it's a new semester at college, which means all the "kids" are trying to impress each other, but I had a generally annoyed feeling the whole time. I'll admit that I've already been annoyed about not being able to run, but this level of annoyance topped the charts.
When I work out, I work out. Normally that's how these classes are; give it your all until you're ready to go home crying to your momma. As we were working out yesterday, I noticed girls half-assing it and talking the whole time. Really?! Couldn't you do that somewhere that I'm not? Because, dude, I'm old and I could probably take you and your little makeup-caked friend.
|We're too pretty to work out for realsies.|
Wanna know what I realized yesterday? Kids who were born the year I graduated college (2004) are already in first grade. Kids born in 1990 are old enough this year to drink. Kids born on 9-11 are ten years old. Also, I'm going to be 30 this year. Our kids will one day think it's amazing that we were born in the "1900's" and are still alive!
Sadly, this all makes me feel really really old. The funny thing is, the girls in these classes probably think I'm their age (10 years younger than I actually am), which makes me another target in their popularity contest of cruelty. I felt like I was in high school again. And in high school I was not popular or cool. So, to say that I felt I was in high school again is a pretty accurate description. After getting the stink eye from someone born around the time I was starting middle school, for about the tenth time, I just couldn't stay an hour in that room and left at the 45-minute mark. Sometimes when I'm in a crappy situation, i remember that I'm an adult and the beauty of being an adult means I can leave whenever I want. Wee!
Today I'm taking a break from stink-eye territory to work out at the gym by my house. I really really hope Hot Gym Guy is there :)