The first session of bootcamp yesterday morning was hard, but despite the body aches and exhaustion it is somehow managing to motivate me. I never realised it would be such an emotional experience.
8 weeks of this. Every Tuesday and Thursday morning at 5:50am. Thursday will hurt.
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I had a GREAT BIG walk the other day. UP the hill, DOWN the hill, with the pram, with the little Tori in situ. And the next day as I walked through the almost empty shopping centre to Coles, I pondered that wonderful feeling of muscle ache in my legs, and thought "Something good is happening". At that very moment, I looked up and my gaze landed on a sign hanging in the closed butchers shop, it read 'Pork Legs'...a vision, a sign, an omen? I laughed to myself. I love these moments.
Boot camp sounds awful yet great. Keep it up.
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