I was at New York Sports Club in Long Beach, NY this morning training with Dom and I bumped into my friend, Holly. She was lifting weights on one bench and I was lifting weights on the other bench.
She laughed and said, “you’re like me… a real girl! We are so uncoordinated.”
As I was stepping up onto the bench, I started to laugh too.
“I’m uncoordinated but I’m athletic,” she told me. “I’m a runner and do half marathons.”
Later, I asked Dom what constitutes an athlete. “Someone who has good eye hand coordination and is good at a lot of different sports,” he said. “Paul (the head trainer) is an athlete.”
We continued the workout and didn’t really talk. I could hardly breathe during a workout, no less chat!
Almost at the end of the workout, Dom brought over a large ball (the one you typically do situps with) and told me to put them between my legs and do “reverse crunches.”
I gave him a look. “I really don’t think that is possible,” I told him. He gave me a look back suggesting to me that it was.
I tried it. I felt a little awkward with the ball being so big between my legs but I did it any way. I started counting in my head, “one, two, three, four…” when all of a sudden, the ball gets loose from my legs, hits me in the face and rolls to the other side of the gym.
Now if that wasn’t embarrassing enough, I told him that that couldn’t happen again if I tried.
I put the ball back between my legs and started to do reverse crunches — “one, two, three….” The ball got loose again but this time hit me hard on my cheekbone and rolled away.
“Okay, that’s it,” Dom said and the workout was finished.
I couldn’t stop laughing. I was so embarrassed. I signed out of the gym and walked to my car. As I was walking I kept thinking about what Holly said. I don’t know if all girls are uncoordinated but I know this girl is!
