Well, I finally drug my lazy arse out of bed before 6:30 this morning and went for a run. Let's just say I remember that initial run always being tough. My friend, Abby, and I would go out and run three miles in college having not run in several months and it would hurt, but I could finish.
Friends, I was WALKING up the first hill in the first 5 minutes! Oh, to be old and out of shape!
I think I went about a mile and a half. I pushed myself, but MAN, it was tough!
I signed up for a fitness boot camp through our local YMCA and it starts Monday. Rumor has it that we are running a TIMED 400m on the first day! We will do the same on July 3 (the last day of boot camp) to see how much we've improved. This morning further reiterated the fact that I AM GOING TO DIE!
There's a large group of fitnessistas in said small town and they all go to aerobics together, do P90X and run half and full marathons together. I am a very competitive person, but after this morning I let it sink it that I will more than likely not be at the front of the pack come Monday morning.
I e-mailed my high school coach to see if he had any suggestions and he replied back with "Are you crazy?! I think you'll be surprised at how out of shape you are." *LOL* Thanks, Coach. He's right, though.
But, I think that's the point of boot camp...to whip my flabby, unmotivated butt into shape. So, cheers to that.
I have a CRAZY day ahead of me and tonight I have to pack. I'm leaving tomorrow after work for a fun-filled Magnolia Weekend with some of my wonderful friends from OSU. We're live in four different states now, but we're pow-wowing at Rachel's in Arkansas. I just love it up there. It's SO pretty!