Boot camp, boot camp, how I love and hate thee. There are only two more days and I’m at a loss for what to do next.
Pros for signing up for another session:
• It’s more of a challenge than I would do on my own and I feel like I’m getting a better workout.
• I like having my workout finished by the time I go to work and am not sure if I could find the motivation to wake up early every morning if I wasn’t paying to.
• I like being sore in places where I didn’t know it was possible to be sore. Hurts so good, right?
• I think I’m getting stronger. I can do jumping press ups much easier than when I first started.
• Jason and I are going to Mexico in Sept. I would love to wear a bathing suit without feeling like a blob.
• It’s kind of like having a personal trainer.
• Keeps me out of trouble the night before.
• Maybe eventually make some new friends there.
• The cost. Although I did find out that it’s not as much as I thought it was and there are a couple of different options besides going 4 times a week.
• Getting up early is a bitch.
• Not being able to go out on a Friday night is also a bitch.
• I could replicate a lot of the exercises on my own for free with the gym membership that I am still paying for.
• I’m not running as much and I’m afraid my endurance is going to suffer.
What’s a girl to do?
In food related news, I recreated a version of Jason’s panini from Sprouts myself. Jason made one for lunch and emailed me about it and sounded so good that I scraped my plan to make chili and opted to make a sandwich instead.
Farmer’s Market pumpernickel bread with two slices of turkey, TJ’s sundried tomato hummus, mustard and a string cheese all cooked up in the George Foreman. The string cheese didn’t exactly melt, but it was still tasty.
Nom, Nom, Nom.