Boot Camp Chronicles

Sooo....I'm fairly certain that I was schooled at boot camp today. In fact, I'm absolutely certain. The up side is that I sprinted - I actually sprinted. No, smarty pants, I was NOT being chased by a big scary monster. On second thought maybe I was being chased by a big scary monster. It was the me of 2 weeks ago. The me that woke up tired everyday and lived on a steady diet of carbs. The me that laughed and rolled my eyes at the thought of exercising at 6am. The me that was out of breath after climbing 4 flights of stairs on my son's field trip last month. Just to re-cap the good news is that we could choose to walk or sprint and I chose the sprints. The bad news...the lady who beat me is about 15 years my senior. That's right people, she wore me out. My loss on the first sprint wasn't too bad. Imagine my shock when I realized that we would be doing more than one little race. Sneaky trainer - don't you know you're supposed to fill me in on that beforehand so I can reserve some gas in the tank for the second through fourth sprints?! Let me assure you that her margin of victory increased with each sprint but that's ok. I beat my own expectations and I'm getting stronger.
In the interest of full disclosure I want you all to know that I'll be arriving a few minutes early for boot camp tomorrow morning to be weighed and measured. I'll keep you posted.