Gym Progress 30

Sick, sick, sick and still really sick from the holidays. Came back to Hong Kong and it was a Holiday Monday. Of course, I was still a bit sick, but being back in Hong Kong made me feel infinitely better then hanging about in China.

And as a reflection and a prime example of all stupid gym aerobics goers everywhere - me and my just 3 day elapsed episode from a surgery, Hiro and his almost 10 day hiatus after a appendix surgery, Stanley and his "I have made an appointment with the doctor, but I'm still going to teach ISM", Heather and her "I'm really sick and so I should do Hi-Lo to make myself better", I insisted on going to at least one class on Monday... which resulted in an ugly fight between me and my brother. I mean, of course he was concerned... I was happy for that. But like all the people I meet every weekend at the aerobics studio, I was also stubborn and don't want my condition to get in the way of what I did that made me enthusiastic. Needless to say, I did go, but I couldn't do the bodypump class afterwards anymore. I was ready to lie down into my grave.

At the same time, I dropped the souvenir gift to Hiro - which resulted in a quite strange and laughable conversation the next day about him thinking that the goat milk tablets were pet food. But, he did like the pet food though :P

Thursday I was bored, and want to leave office already. I did have a scheduled 5-6pm meeting, which valiantly clashed with the 18:40 class that I usually go to - But still made it in time.

Come Friday our work team was relocating to another location in Hong Kong. I'm not particularly crazy about it - you'd think I would be, considering the office would now me just 7 minutes away from my home - but because it would now be officially farther away from the gym branches that I rush to on normal Thursday and Fridays. Well, in any case, despite that, the office packed and finished early, and to my grief, afterwards, I didn't how to kill the time. It also didn't help that during the class itself, I constantly was being squished by 2 people for a double step session that night. Fine, I wasn't exactly perfect with the choreography either, but I wasn't the sore thumb entirely. But nevertheless, I felt bad about the whole thing.

Saturday I went to Whampoa, but Calvin seems wasted. He looked like someone who was going through a very big hangover, and a messy breakup, and kept on losing the beat. Eventually, Heather and I decided to head off to PPL to catch the next class at 14:40, which, when seen in the proper context, was absolutely preposterous because Calvin's class finishes at 14:30, we had only 10 minutes to get from one branch to the other. It had to do something with :

(1) leaving the class 5 minutes early,
(2) scrambling to change clothes (or not) without a shower,
(3) running frantically to catch a free taxi,
(4) having to explain exactly WHERE we should be dropped off (of course that was Heather, not me. I can barely carry a decent conversation in Cantonese)
(4) running straight into the gym without having to time in because the reception people were so slow,
(5) going straight to the class where everybody was already doing warm up for 3 minutes, and
(6) trying to squeeze in in an almost full room and ending up being 1 feet away from a pillar at the back end of the room with a 4x2 feet space
(7) but still enjoying it at the same time even up until at the end of the class.

And to end the week, I have a boredom Sunday... getting a bad craving to figure out the sense in doing what I've done for the past week and wonder why in the world I had to follow an instructor for choreography. I almost walked out at Bibi's ASM class - quite scary. Maybe some brain imbalance, perhaps?

Oh, and did I mention someone bought that adorable donkey doll I saw in Beijing that would frantically and crazily do a wild head banging left-to-right movement with its head, and a capital accentuated further donkey ears that would follow the head left to right? It was quite crazy... we should have the donkey do the aerobics class together up front with Bibi instead.

This is all in the life of an aerobics freak....

Mon (ISM): Bibi
Tue (ISM): Stanley
Thu (ASM): Bibi
Fri (IHL, HL, ASM): Bibi, Bibi, Bibi
Sat (BP, ISM, ISM): Eric, Calvin, Bibi
Sun(IHL, SM, HL, ASM): Suzette, Suzette, Bibi, Bibi