As you know my Bootcamp days are behind me.   At first, I was saddened by this.   But as time has gone on and I’ve watched the bootcamps turn into more of a crossfit class, I am not as sad anymore.   Plus it has enabled me to expand my routine some.   I’m still tweaking it and I do think each week will be slightly different with just a few constants.

This week though, I did add something special to my routine.   I started with a Personal Trainer.   She was actually my Bootcamp instructor and I think she will be a good fit for me as we seem to mesh.    I will admit that on my way to the gym this morning that I was actually nervous to think that for a full half and hour her sole focus would be on me.   I was right!   It was worth it too!   On the outside, it may not have seemed like an aggressive workout but by the end I was dying.    Profusely sweating and all.   It was lovely:)

One thing that I did notice when working with her is that she kept telling me to slow it down.    I think many times, I am so focused on finishing the routine that I do rush it.    What a difference slowing it down makes though.   It gives a whole new burn to the exercises especially when working on Abs.    Then at the end, we (and I mean me) did planks.   Another exercise that looks so easy until you actually do it.    Then when she wants me to raise my leg, it brings it to a whole new level of torcher.    Good burn though.   I

I think what I need to do is keep my eyes on the prize.   Remember that I am doing this for me and only me.   As a mother of three boys and a big boy husband, I really don’t do much for just me.   I think this may be it.   Sad maybe, but more than likely true.    This is all about me.   So if I am going to do something just for me it minds well be something that is good for me.  Right?

When I started all of this I did not realize how committed I would become.    In my youth a million years ago, I really did love to work out.   It was a social thing that I did with my friends.   I forgot that I actually (shhhhh don’t tell anyone) like to go to the gym.   I do have a reputation to uphold:)

It’s gotten to the point that I actually feel guilty because today I only worked out for a half an hour.    God help me!   What is wrong with me?

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