So here I am getting ready to go back to boot camp. Going back because I need it- going back because I LOVE it! I took a month off and I already I don't feel as strong and healthy as I did just a few weeks ago. I really thought that it would be o.k. Thought that I had learned enough and had enough motivation to do it on my own. But the truth is I don't. I need Debi, Linda, and Pat.
I need some accountability.
I need to do push-ups and crunches. Heck I think I even need some pull-ups and chin-ups. I may even be up for some jump rope when I get back. Which is really pretty funny since I was always the kid that was picked last in gym. I hated running. I couldn't do a chin-up to save my life, and if you would have told me one day I would be able to do 15 of them and love it. I would have laughed my you- know- what off.
So here I am just days before I am going to start back and I am worried. Worried like when I first began. Worried that I won't be able to do it. Worried that I have gained weight and worse than that body fat. Worried that I won't get up on time. Worried that people won't like me. Worried that I will be choosen last....