Boot Camp. Day Four.

For all my local friends, I’m sure you’ve seen this commercial. Wellll….I decided it looked like fun and my friend Valerie and I decided that we needed to do this! Those of you who know me know how unbearably stressful the past two years have been here at the Big Blue House, and the stress has sort of accumulated in an obvious way, if you know what I mean. 😉 That happens, I guess, when you 1) have a baby in April, 2) in August, rip out your kitchen to remodel it thus eat fast food for most of your meals, and 3) in December your spouse is hospitalized in the ICU with encephalitis and can’t work for four months and the ladies at church bring you a casserole and a dessert every other day for two of those four months.

Yeah, I know its been almost two years ago but life seriously spiraled out of my control for a long time what with his long, slow recovery process (and my anxiety because of it all and resulting inability to sleep) and the remodeling of this house and raising two small children and most importantly the NO SLEEP or time to exercise because of the above reasons. Oh yeah, and then there’s that little business I started in the midst of it all to have some income and relieve some of the burden on BF, which basically is a full-time job that I try to squeeze in throughout the week and into the night. So there’s my laundry list of excuses, summed up in a few short sentences.

I’ve decided its time NOW to regain some control. Gone are the dark days. I saw my doctor about the sleep issue two weeks ago. BF is 99% back to normal, the house is 99% completed, and its time that I MUST take an hour per day for myself to keep my own body healthy, that up until this point I *COULD NOT* do because I could not spare FIVE MINUTES let alone an hour.

And today….four grueling hours of boot camp later…..I’m exhausted like I haven’t been since I had a baby! And sore, literally, everywhere. But SOOOO grateful for the opportunity, and excited about the results that will inevitably follow. And sleeping GOOD the past couple of nights…un-aided. (That’s important).

Only sixteen more of these killer sessions to go, and then I’ll be able to post ‘after’ pics. OR, you could just google ‘Pamela Anderson bikini pictures’ because in three weeks you won’t be able to tell us apart. I’m sure of it.