Barre Classes

I got suckered into going to a barre class this week. What is it you ask? A new trend it seems where the work out is based around a ballet dancers "warm up." (Warm up?! no wonder they have 3% fat on them) I used to think that I would love to dance and be a ballerina, isn't that every young girl's dream? I now have a new found respect for these tight wearing athletes.

I play soccer three times a week and go to yoga which you'd think would give me enough energy for these pile centered work outs. Wow, was I in for a surprise.  Totally confused by the different language they spoke defining different movements (yea for demos), I clumsily tried to be as graceful as the obvious dancers in the room. 

The first day was a cardio class.  It was relatively normal, the terms used were ones I had heard before (except pile), and the instructor was extremely energetic.  Almost to the point that you wanted to kick her.  Literally.  I had visions of taking the ball between my legs  and drop kicking it into her “fat between her thighs.”  Now, I have fought long and hard to accept what I am and that my body shape is different than others, but seriously?  You tiny petite thing….