Saturday was a traveling class for my mama bootcamp, which means we basically run for an hour with some resistance band fun in the mix. I was super nervous for this class, because up until Saturday the most I have EVER ran in my entire life has been 2 miles. I show up at the crack of dawn with my camel back full of water strapped to my back and my flashing headlight on my head, ready to get this class over with (if I survived).
So, without warning the instructor tells us to get going and we all take off in a jog. Not even 10 seconds into the run and I biffed it on a raised sidewalk. I didn’t see it coming, probably because the sun wasn’t up yet and we’re the only crazies running at that hour, so I couldn’t really brace myself. This whole working out in the great outdoors doesn’t really agree with my clumsy self, I prefer the safety of a treadmill (although those kinda scare me too, remind me to tell you my treadmill story someday). A little embarrassed, I shook it off and kept going…and going…and going.
I kept going for 4.5 miles. Wow. One of the mamas in the group reminded us of the quote above before earlier in the week and that stuck with me during the run. I got to a point in my run, several times actually, that I wanted to give up but I just told myself to keep going. It definitely helped having other mamas there encouraging each other along the way. I’m proud of myself, I’m proud of the group. Not one of us gave up.
I think I was more concerned about surviving the hour than I was about the pain coming from my knees hitting the pavement, but as soon as I sat down…holy %$#@ cow! I earned my first battle wounds, so what if it happened to be within the first 10 seconds of the battle. A few scrapes and bruises, but I survived the second week of bootcamp and I’m feeling great (most of me is anyway). Bring on my first 5k, it will be a piece of cake.
Let’s talk for a minute about the scale. Seeing the number fluctuate or not fluctuate is really wrecking my motivation. I’m not seeing the number on the scale decrease as quickly as it first did 6 months ago, but my clothes are fitting better and I feel so much stronger. I didn’t lose any pounds last week, even though it was my best week in the gym and in the kitchen so far. So, I decided to make it my goal for the week to not step on the scale outside of weigh in day on Wednesdays during class. I’ll let you know how my weigh in goes next week, let’s hope that dang scale moves. Feel free to check in on me and make sure I’m following my Nutrisystem meal plan.
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