We had an extremely laid back and non-eventful holiday. The rain kept us from going to the pool, grilling outside and lighting up fireworks. Instead Robby and Scott went to see a movie while I took Timmy to his toddler playground. While we failed to do anything Fourth of July-ish, we still had a nice day.
Perhaps the best thing about yesterday
was the fact that I didn't have to go to Boot Camp. The gym was closed,
providing me with another much needed rest day. Saturday I was so sore
after class that I could barely lift up Timmy when I got home. My quads
were achy and I was struggling to stand and climb stairs. Thankfully I
had the foresight to schedule a massage to cap off my first week of
fitness. The masseuse worked wonders because when he was finished I was
able to climb off of the table without cussing in pain.
that I was in fairly good shape from chasing Timmy around all day.
Apparently I was fooling myself. I am woefully weak, but hopefully that
is changing. I really don't like boot camp, but I know that it is good
for me. I have to start taking better care of myself.
are short (only 30 minutes) so by the time I really start hurting I can
count down to being finished. I'm happy that I'm not the only pudgy,
strength struggling female in the class. If I were surrounded by toned
jocks I would probably have quit the first day. I still feel insecure,
but that is normal whenever I push myself out of my comfort zone.
I do find myself comparing my ability to everybody else, it really
doesn't matter if I can keep up with my classmates. One of the greatest
amputee perks is the complete lack of expectation surrounding athletic
ability. Everybody seems so amazed by the fact that I walk into a gym
that I am lauded with praise simply for trying. At this point, I'll take
the encouragement where I can get it!