I am mortified looking at these pictures, just mortified … My body is nearly 50% fat … I cannot even look at the pictures, it isn’t even me, it can’t be …
One of the worst days of my life – the day of reckoning …
My first day at bootcamp was so humiliating that words cannot quite do the feelings justice. Let’s just say that the starter exercise of 46 burpees (in honor of one of the member’s 46th birthday) just about killed me. I felt so stupid and frumpy compared to everyone else. I felt like how I might imagine someone climbing Everest would feel, and it took everything I had in me to finish the workout that day.
And three days later I’m so sore I can hardly move. I couldn’t even walk up the stairs on Saturday. I don’t know how I got through the workout today, I guess I was just in a mental stupor from the weight and measurements taken before class. I’m determined as ever to lose weight, but this is going to be more of a challenge than I ever dreamed I would have to face. If boot camp doesn’t work, I don’t know what to do. All I know is that every movement I make causes intense pain …
I started, and I hope it turns out great …