This morning my mom woke me up at 9:00 am and asked me if I wanted to go to the gym with Katjas friend that lives next store. I had a pretty rough night. I stayed up until 2:00 am drawing and reading. The last few days I have been going to bed in the middle of the night and waking up in the middle of the day. I am pretty sure that, that is not helping adjust...at all. I was actually relieved when my mom woke me up because I have been dying to get out of the house before 2:30 pm. When we got to the gym I decided to look around. Bad idea. I ended up getting very very lost and I also lost this "special card" I needed to open up the locker. I asked where the woman's locker was and i got very specific directions which made me feel like the biggest loser ever. People where walking by and giving me all these strange looks. I was so distracted by the people that were gettin all up in my business that I didn't catch a thing the guy told me. So, I found my own way (thankfully). As I was walking down a flight of stairs that led to the locker rooms a man came out of the mens lc, and there, right in front of my face was a naked man. Out of complete surprise I walked right into a lady. "Welllll thennnnn" I shouted as I walked away quickly, completely unaware at how loud I had been.
On my way back up the flight of stairs I looked back and noticed that every time someone came out of the of the locker rooms you were bombarded with images of parts that were supposed to be kept private. "I guess that doesn't apply in Germany" I thought...out loud. People defiantly think I am crazy.
When the class started everyone was in their perfect little places, well everyone except me. My mat was strewn in between the wall and a fairly large man. I was trapped. I had no idea what we where even doing. She asked us to stand... "ohhh great what have I gotten myself into." After about 10 seconds I stood up awkwardly and waited. She walked over to the stereo and turned some music on..."gettin better every second." Then she started doing these weird step and touch things. I am sorry but I am not into that kind of stuff AT ALL. I wanted to die. I just stood there and hoped that it would be over very soon and that we would just move onto something else. I figured that no one would notice... I was wrong. The teacher just looked at me and laughed and soon a few other people realized that she was laughing at me and joined in. When it was over I was very happy. The rest of the class wasn't to bad, but after every held pose she mad us stop and "Massiere deinen hinteren."(massage your ass) This was definatly not okay with me. I was not even going to think about massaging my ass. So while I waited I had to watch everyone else.
When I got home my mom asked me how the class went "umm...good?"
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