Initial Assessment: Near Death

I have been informed that I tend to exaggerate?  Perhaps you won't fully buy in then to what I am about to share but....

Initial Assessment for the Lifestyle Challenge (formerly "The Biggest Loser")...weigh-in, measurements, gym orientation, and then...the Nine Minute Fitness Test...

Imagine in your head moi...bulging belly, heavy breathing when I jot downstairs and up with laundry, weakened muscles that clearly show off my driving children to school due to time restraints (so not the outdoor twice-across-town-and-back jaunts that usually accompany our days)...then couple this with 9 minutes of reps of kettle bell swings



interspersed with a routine of burpies


and running outside between poles...

Nine minutes may not sound like a lot - and to those of you who, congratulations-pat-on-the-back, have remained in tip top shape, it likely ISN'T a lengthy period - but....whoa....for me:

Near death.

Not as near death as when I came within feet of plunging, in my car, off a mountain in the Rockies, but near death for proper, ladylike breathing, cough spasms, and sore muscles straining in response to unusual requests...

And that was yesterday.

And today I hurt all over.

Now I am inspired to an even greater level.

(Not to mention that I recorded all food intake, followed the Canada Food Guide and didn't take any sugar in my coffee...quite a lot for this poor, fat body in one 24 hour period...)

Ten years ago I ran 2 half-marathons out in Edmonton.  Surely there must be some sort of "muscle memory"?!? 

Again, I beg of you: cheers, loud and wailing, for me, pretty, pretty please!