Attacked by my exercise ball!!
I thought I had it all planned out.
I was home alone, no one expected...I was wearing comfortable exercise clothes. I snuck ( is that a word?) down the hallway to the seldom used bathroom. There, hidden behind the shower curtain was my core secrets exercise ball. I can't think of another place to put it in this small house. :) I wrestled it out of the tub, down the hallway and into the living room. I placed it on my exercise mat on top of the wooden floor. I was doing great...grunting and groaning along with the AB Assault video...
They make it look so easy!! No one on the video had the ball go shooting out from under their behinds when trying to do crunches from the side. No one on the video had to get up and chase their ball across the room after using one foot to hold the ball and pull it closer while doing side crunches. ( I think I pulled to hard and caused it to POP out from under my foot) Most certainly no one else had their ball go bouncing merrily down the hallway when doing some contortionist move that consisted of lying on the back and picking the ginormous ball up with your feet and placing it in the hands then lying straight back with the hands (and ball ) behind their head. What monkey made up that move anyway?? The workout definately works, this morning I was so sore I could barely sit up in bed. I'm sure it was from the workout, well almost. It could have been from the part of the video where he says "walk the ball back and lie with the top half of your body on the ball." Yeah, right. Hey Gunner, a word to the wise, you might want to tell the public that they should not attempt that move unless wearing some non skid shoes. Also might want to add the word SLOWLY in that phrase also. Because going backwards seems to build a lot of momentum and doing so while wearing socks, is a recipe for disaster. I didn't know a fat girl could fly, but I swear I went around with the ball and it spit me out about 5 feet away from where I left the surface of the ball. I remember looking under the couch in a daze wondering all sorts of weird things like: How'd I end up on my stomach, why is there a corner of a sandwich under here, and do dust bunnies multiply like real bunnies? I think I might have a slight concussion from my experience but thrill seeker that I am, I'm going to try again tomorrow.