A group of moms in my neighborhood gets together every weekday morning to workout. They call it Boot Camp. It’s only a half hour (usually… some days I guess they go longer), but it is a very hard workout. Tow days a week are focused on arms and abs, two days are focused on legs and butt, and Fridays are “everything”. Friday is hard. Very, very hard.
I have been meaning to go, but with work and getting kids off to school and just not wanting to be ready to do anything that active at 9 in the morning… well, I’m making excuses. I went one Friday morning a couple weeks ago, and decided I was going to keep coming. Then kids got sick and it was cold… So I returned this week.
My legs are jelly. My arms are sore. My abs… well, I know I have some abs in there because I can feel them!! Under all that fat is something that is in pain. It’s a good pain. Really. Because it means I’m doing something good for myself, right?
This morning was especially hard. I made it on time, and I did everything as well as I could. I haven’t been in the group as long as the others, so it was a lot harder for me than for them, but it was a hard workout for them, too. Oh, and I even did all the running. You know I don’t run. I hate to run, and I have bad knees, so it’s just not fun for me. I did it, though. I mean, if I’m gonna do something, I better do it all the way.
Besides, I took the kids to Dunkin’ Donuts for breakfast and I was feeling a little guilty. Heh.
I don’t know if I’ve lost 5 pounds this month, as was my goal. None of this month went according to plan. I have started to actually do stuff, however, and that will just have to do for February. March is another story. I WILL lose at least 5 pounds. I have to. I’m getting healthy and fit. I will be a different person this summer than I am this winter. You’ll see!! 🙂
Now, excuse me while I go throw up. I’m really, really tired.