So, after a long day at work, I trudged into the gym for another session and Perky Wade was ready to get started. We went outside to a field beside the gym where Marethouse (www.marethouse.com) usually holds boot camps. Yes, boot camps. There is a reason I never signed up for the military, people, and that's because I'm a giant wuss!
There happened to be a bootcamp taking place at that very moment and I was in awe of how all the girls there didn't look like they even needed bootcamp...they were toned, slender, and they all had great legs! I thought I would be self-conscious working out near them, but as soon as I got through one round of lunges and squats, I was breathing so hard I didn't care anymore what I looked like or who was watching! What can I say, some days you "feel it," some days you don't. Today....not so much.
I made it through 30 minutes of lunging, side shuffles, high skipping, squats with what felt like a 100 lb. bar, jogging down the street, and more squats with a ball (lightweight, thank goodness!). I was in a better mood when we finished and thought about heading straight home but I forced myself to get on the rowing machine for 25 minutes and I'm glad I did. Working out can be a pain in the rear in the moment (and quite literally today as I think I've pulled something in my left buttcheek) but the rewards afterward are worth it.
Another shoutout...I think I'm going to make shoutouts a regular part of my blog just because I like the word 'shoutout'...this one is for my best friend, Jenni, who with her help, I completed my first triathlon almost exactly a year ago.




8 lbs! Fantastic! That's as much as an adult bowling ball! (And, no, I'm not a bowling buff. I just find that whenever I'm losing weight and I compare my pound loss to something substantial, like an object... the lost weight is more significant!) Now that's what I call a strike! har har.
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