I have to share this because I was mortified. When I read the stories The Period Blog, I’m really not sure they can trump mine in regards to embarrassment. Don’t get me wrong, I remember those horrible heavy periods in highschool and those embarrassing times where you had to walk with a jumper around your waist due to an ‘accident’.
However, wait to you hear mine…
So… I was wanting to do a self defense class for a long time. However, I was very unfit and kept putting it off. In the end I decided to go for it and have a few free lessons. I turned up, and there was a mixture of people. Old and young. Experienced and not so experienced. Jittery beginners and jocks who thought they were pro. In total there were two instructors (male and female) and three girls (me included) and four guys.
We spent the lesson practicing martial arts drills and having a good workout. Until it came to the cardio section. There was basically 6 punching bags where you had to do different ‘drills’. There was one which was a dummy lying on the floor which you had to straddle and pound your fists and elbows into it’s head.
“I calmly walked to the next station feeling my stomach rise up to my throat. I spent the next half hour looking at the dummy and all the people sitting on it after me.”
I’d been there for around 1.5 hours, and straddled the dummy. The instructor yelled ‘go’ and I lay my fists into this dummy like there was no tomorrow (turned out to be a good outlet for PMS). UNTIL…the teacher yelled ‘stop! move on to the next station!’
Yep you guessed right!
I didn’t know what to do. So I calmly walked to the next station feeling my stomach rise up to my throat.
I spent the next half hour looking at the dummy and all the people sitting on it after me.
I didn’t know if they were oblivious to what was on there or if they were being polite. I could see two of the guys smirking at each other as the rest of the class finished…
Needless to say, I’m not going back.
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