Realizing your big booty-ness

After realizing that I hate going to the Pilates class here at UM, I decided to take (yet another) tip from Gemma and try a place called Curves. I went there tonight for a free trial week. The price for Curves is actually a lot better than what they charge at the rec building here on campus.
Curves is a 30 minutes work out in which you move around a circuit of alternating resistence machines and recovery stations-optimally you go three times a week, but more if you feel the need. They help you monitor your progress and are very encouraging of your successes (there is a wall of "big losers").
The music was...interesting (at times hip hop polka and at others Spanish dance music) and there were "normal" women working on each machine. A pre programmed voice tells you when to move to the next station and every 8 minutes you check your heart rate.
So, in order to begin this program they weigh you (they don't care what weight you tell them you are), take all your measurments, check your body fat percentage and actually talk with you about your goals and health concerns. I have come to grips with the fact that I am not a small person...tonight I realized just how not small I am. It was a very humbling experience. I think when you are faced with the numbers I saw tonight you come to understand why they do this. It is one thing to know internally how much you weigh, how big your booty is. It is another to have it written down on a piece of paper, broken down by body part. It is scary. You don't realize how out of control it is until you look at a list of numbers that total more than your age.
So...I am going back tomorrow. I am taking the time out of my day to make time for my life. My needs. My health.
Besides it gives me an excuse to get off campus and drive Zoom Zoom.