The Bridge

Friday.  Boot Camp.  I was in a foul mood when I went to boot camp tonight.  Pissed.  I wanted a piece of pizza and I wanted it B-A-D.  There is really no reason why I can't have a PIECE of pizza, but I can't stop and just one.  I was pissed because I have let myself get to the point where I look like I do.  To say I went into boot camp with an attitude was an understatement.

Boot camp started out as usual.  To put things in perspective the "walkers" go to the "street" when we do running/jogging and the "joggers" go to the bridge, which is about 300 yards farther.  The first time tonight, I went to the street in a combo of jogging and walking.  I still had the attitude, but found myself asking when the hell I planned to try the bridge.  I asked my trainer how far it was, and she is the one who explained that it was about 300 yards difference, and mostly "mental".  OK, game on.  We continued with our workout, and I kept thinking about the bridge. 

And then it happened.  Heidi (trainer) said "walkers to the street" and "joggers to the bridge".  I thought about it for a minute and then headed to the bridge. . . jogging.  Heidi jogged with me, and I did have to walk a couple of times, but I totally jogged more than I walked.  My team was AWESOME, cheering me home, encouraging me and celebrating with me when I made it back.  JOGGING. . . from the BRIDGE.  It was totally a milestone moment.  I now have crossed over to the "bridge crowd" and as often as I can I am going to the bridge.   I will still need the street occasionally, but I will NOT walk. . I will JOG as much as I can.  The rest of the workout was hard.  Damn hard.  I sweat more than I ever have, and it felt wonderful. 

When I got home, I had an English muffin (and some leftover fries) and didn't even give pizza a second thought.  So, I guess the bridge trumped the attitude AND the pizza.  I am encouraged.  I won't be able to go to boot camp next Friday (Toby and Trace in Omaha-yes!), and instead of just taking the night off, I am already planning on either Thursday night or Friday morning.  Thanks to Heidi for pushing me and encouraging me.  Thanks to team Body Innovations for cheering me on also.

So, thanks for reading mom.  Until later. . . . .