I signed up for boot camp.
4 weeks, 5 days a week.
6 a.m.
Typically, this kind of torture is out of my price range, but the $44 Groupon made it fit in my budget. It's nice to do something besides run a few miles every day. I also learned in a trial boot camp last week with a different company that I have no core strength. None. I may be able to run lots of miles, but besides that, I'm useless. And a wimp. Figure this would add some variety to my wanna-be, chocolate-habit-supporting active lifestyle.
When I clicked the little icon that charged my credit card and registered me, it seemed like a good idea. A great work out, with people, each morning. Then I started thinking about the 6 a.m. start. Which is really 5:45 a.m. Dressed. Outside. In the dark. Ready to run. Literally.
That's when I started wondering what I was thinking.
After a fun weekend, I was afraid I'd be dragging. But this morning actually went pretty well. Of course, it was an "easy" assessment day. We had to run a mile, count pushups and do some sit ups. There were a few other things, too, but I think that this was their way of easing us into it.
Tomorrow, we're "touring the park." I'm not sure what that means, but it should be quite an adventure!
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