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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