How out of shape I am.
I live in the basement of a wonderful family. Keith and Patti have an incredible basement and are awesomely letting me crash in the guest room until I move into my apartment. "Basement" is really not what you should call it...but I digress.
In addition to my living area, there is a workout room, and Patti works out everyday and has told me I am free to use that room anytime or join her if I want. I say thanks and laugh on the inside knowing there is no way I could ever keep up with her. She is a machine!
Somehow it came up last night, and I succumbed to peer pressure and agreed to join her this morning.
Have you ever done plyometrics? I hung in there for 1 hour of the most intense, difficult workout of my life. And yes, I did feel like I would throw up at some point, and yes I fear I won't be able to walk tomorrow.
But, it was AWESOME! I couldn't do these sort of things in Tanzania so I have just continued to fall out of shape and become lethargic and lifeless...it was awesome to throw my drenched self in the shower to get ready for work...even though I did have to sit down a bit and let my body catch up with itself.
Possibly more boot camp with Patti tomorrow. We will see.