We had our first “official” training session with Drew recently. I must admit, it was tough! Not necessarily what he was asking us to do…my body just was not on board. After the cardio warm-ups to get our blood pumping, my body totally betrayed me. It was screaming “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??” The way my body freaked out, you’d think I was trying to run a marathon, not just do some jumping jacks and leg lifts.
It was embarrassing. I had to hit the water fountain like 10 times. I had to sit in child’s pose for like five minutes before I could catch my breath. To Matt’s credit, he powered on through. He is a regular runner, though. I am not.
I was feeling a bit discouraged, but Drew was supportive. He was attentive and made sure I was feeling ok before he pulled me back into the routine. After I caught my breath and got back into it, I finally started feeling the endorphins.
By the end of our hour-long workout, I actually felt really good. I felt recommitted to what we are trying to do.
I was sore for a few days, but the good kind of sore, not the “I wonder if doctors still do home visits because I can’t get out of bed” sore.
I went to Las Vegas for work and definitely didn’t stick to my “no complex carbs for dinner” rule, but I did do my exercise homework in my hotel room. So I felt somewhat accomplished.
We see Drew again tomorrow, and while I know it will be challenging, I’m excited to keep pushing forward. All I feel like doing tonight is veg, but Matt is forcing me to do my homework. I’m so glad we’re in this together.
