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April 30, 2008
Booty Camp
Well... yesterday a blanket was covering my alarm clock, and I didn't hear my alarm. I woke up at 6 am and was completely frustrated because it was too late to go to boot camp.
I had all of these defeatist thoughts... such as, "See, this will never work..." blah blah blah. But this morning I set TWO alarms and woke up at 4:45 and got my butt to boot camp.
It feels like the middle of the night at that time of the morning...I guess because it's right on the threshold of being the middle of the night vs. the morning. The moon is bright, the stars are still out, and I'm running up Temescal Canyon Blvd (a complete incline) with eight other people in formation. Who's life is this?
It's all said and done by 6:30-- when I normally would just be waking up.
It hurts like hell. But it feels good.
Posted by darby on 10:55 PM | Comments (1)
April 28, 2008
Day 1
I woke up this morning at 5 to go to my first day of boot camp.
It totally kicked my butt. Hopefully my butt will get smaller as it gets kicked every morning. I am spending the next three weeks going to bed at 9 pm so that I can wake up at 5 without feeling panicked. For the next three weeks, my goal is to take the best care of my physical body as I possibly can. We'll see if I feel mentally better. I'm sure I will.
This morning they worked us really hard, but I can do just about anything for an hour. By 6:30 it was all over. Usually I'd just be waking up at that point. I feel like I'm beating the system.
I came home, and after the morning get-ready-for-school routine, I came back and wrote a song. Maybe this is what I've needed all along. To just sweat so hard that a song comes out.
Posted by darby on 08:49 PM | Comments (3)
April 27, 2008
Let's Try This
I have decided to give myself a little kick in the arse.
Beginning tomorrow at 5:30 AM, I will be doing a boot camp every morning for the next three weeks. I know exercise won't solve everything, but it will make me feel a lot better. Problem is, I hate to exercise. Hate it. I don't know why... I just do. I want to love it. But I don't. Some people turn to compulsive cleaning or exercise to relieve stress, and I turn to baked goods and candy and pasta. WTF? Why can't I be a compulsively in-shape and immaculate housekeeper?
Up until this point, I have just eaten to comfort myself and wished that I liked to exercise. But I realized that if I waited until exercise sounded like fun to begin doing it, I'd find myself 65 and still waiting. I was too hopeless to actually motivate myself enough to join a gym, but a friend of mine is in this boot camp and emailed the trainer for me. It all sort of just happened, and I found myself signed up to begin tomorrow.
This is going to take a lot of self discipline.... to wake up before 5 am and to do whatever Boot Camp entails. (The fact that it's called Boot Camp gives me an idea of what it entails.) I am doing this to feel better physically, but especially mentally.
It begins in less than 12 hours.... yikes.
Posted by darby on 09:01 PM | Comments (5)
April 01, 2008
A good moment
I do not take this for granted...
My children are quietly drawing at the table, and there is a small cool breeze coming in through the window. The sun is out, the house is bright, and it's a good moment.
Posted by darby on 06:05 PM | Comments (5)