I’m a little anxious today. Tomorrow I’ll be waking up at 5 am to attend my first ever boot camp. It’s a non-military style boot camp for women down the street. I’ll be attending everyday this week and three days a week the following two. I never get to do stuff like this because of EPs traveling so I’m super excited to have a chance to participate.
So, why am I anxious? I think we all know when we haven’t been going all out, right? I’ve been hitting the gym, working up a sweat, for three weeks now (ever since Starlet was able to go). I wake up feeling sore and such, but I know I haven’t been going as far as I can. I know that this boot camp, even if its “easy,” is going to be hard for me after my 1 year break from working out. I’m fearing running and jumping the most.
Any woman who has given birth totally understands this fear. I plan to go prepared. :P
I have run a half marathon and don’t remember feeling this anxious (well, until I hit the start line). Anyway, I plan to update on how its going, but for now I wanted to journal my anxiety of such a small thing.




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