Tonight I did jumping Jacks for a full minute with no stops. I held The Plank, as well as both versions of the side plank, no stops there. I Glute kicked my way up the third floor of the parking deck and kept up with Rick and Amy, and I lead the way on the 6 flights of stairs, at which time I almost stopped, but didn't (thanks to Amy).
Endorphins have nothing on this rush. Honestly, after tonight, I don't care about my measurements as long as I keep this up.
Last week when I couldn't work out I really missed it, and I was so anxious when I started back this week. I didn't eat well last week, and my self-confidence was bust. I just knew that I would start back from scratch. Now I know that it's like riding a bike, and I'm not nearly as anxious.
It's about the go, not the show. Right? Right.
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Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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