Save A Place For Me

I left for boot camp this morning at 5:15. I got in my car, sore and stiff and barely able to sit without effort, and I had to smile at the song that was playing on the radio. It's a song by Matthew West called "Save A Place For Me", singing about a loved on in heaven waiting for him. But I laughed when I got into the car because the first lyrics of the song echoed exactly what my body was screaming to me at the time.

"Don't be mad if I cry, it just hurts so bad sometimes..."

OK, so it wasn't so bad that I was going to cry, but I was very sore and wondered how I was going to make it through another hour long session this morning. At least it put a smile on my face.

This morning's boot camp was the hardest yet. I think that every time, though, so maybe it's just because it's the most fresh in my mind. Today we ran a timed mile at the beginning of boot camp. I run at a very slow pace, usually because I just want to run a certain amount of time, not distance. Let me put it this way: I'm awesome at pacing myself :) So, today I crossed the finish line at a 9:22 pace. Not bad, considering most of my miles either on treadmill or outside are done at about a 12 minute pace. But when I consider myself back in high school running and how an 8 minute mile seemed slow to me, I have a lot of progress to make!

We did our stations today again...mountain climbers, pushups, air squats, plank, etc..I love the group of ladies I'm with and the leaders who are pushing us. Without them, I wouldn't be doing this. There's an element of accountability, especially amongst women with a common work out goal, that makes the commitment to this kind of pain, this early in the morning, much more bearable.

So far, so good....now to get through the rest of the day, that may be the bigger challenge....