The Strength in Bootcamp
I went to bootcamp for the first time this morning.
As anyone who has ever gone to bootcamp for the first time can attest, it was terrible in the best possible way. I didn’t make it through the whole hour but what I did manage to finish I finished with a sense of determination and drive and kick ass-ness I haven’t felt in a long time.
And it wasn’t because of my body or my mind or my aching muscles.
It was because of the other women who were huffing and puffing alongside me.
They were moms like me, they were tired like me, they were probably thinking of all the things on their to-do list for the rest of the day like me. But they were there. And they were there 100% for themselves. Not just finding the time and the effort, but making the time and the effort, to take care of themselves physically and mentally and emotionally. Leaving the cozy confines of their Sunday morning home to sweat and burn and push themselves in the blazing sun. They’ve been doing it longer and harder and better than me but didn’t have anything but smiles and encouraging words (and even one of their extra water bottles!) to offer me the entire time…while I walked during their jog, while I cursed out loud out of sheer frustration, even during the last 20 minutes of the class, while I sat there and simply watched them in awe, nursing my water, my aching abs and my pride.
I am going to go back to bootcamp.
I am sure it’s going to be terrible again the second time. And the third. And the one after that. But I am going to make the time and the effort. I am going to show those women how far their encouragement carried me. I am going to curse and sweat and burn alongside them for as long as I can.
I don’t think I have it in me to ever become a fitness enthusiast. One of those women that loves to work out and does it with a smile on her face and a spring in her step. But I have it in me to be a woman and a mom and a person who takes care of herself. Who takes on a challenge no matter how tough it may be. Who is ok with coming in last sometimes if it means coming in at all. And most importantly, a woman who is most driven to do these things alongside other women who feel the same.
*image above via here (and it’s a free iPhone wallpaper!)