S&M at the G-Y-M

I…Can’t…Move. 

As I type this, the muscles in my arms that extend from my wrists and fingers are aching with a pain typically reserved for accident victims and geriatrics.  But alas I am neither of these.  I am just a girl who took Nancy’s Tuesday Group Strength class at the Harris Express YMCA.  

I workout regularly and when I was still dancing, I often committed to the two-a-day gym schedule.  But hear me now – I have never been this sore in my life.  Nancy is a sadist.  This must make me a masochist because I love it.  My Tuesday lunch times are officially spoken for. 

Rumor has it there is the same class on Thursdays, but I’m too afraid to look.