In my quest to get fit and happy (as well as, healthy) I had enrolled in Boot Camp. This idea was such a great idea and had such wonderful potential. 5 weeks of hell for a life recovered. However, day dreams and reality are often not well aligned. This was the case with Boot Camp. All the best intentions have left me a Boot Camp drop out - for a second time.
Part of me feels guilty because I was really committed to this, but part of me is relieved because I was so anxious and stressed about finding a babysitter. It was going to cost a lot of money for the five weeks, but we were willing to do so for my fitness.
So, undeterred to figure out my own boot camp, at my pace, I devised this program:
exercise classes at my gym three times a week and find a nutritionist who is backed by a doctor.
Today was the beginning of this new odyssey here in my life. I convinced my Boot Camp buddy to join me at the first day of this new regimen. We decided to try the Belly Dance class. It sounded fun and we figured with all the hip shaking, it had to be a good workout. I was so sweaty when we ended, but it was so, so much fun!! We shimmied, we shook, we laughed and we had an intense workout! Now we just have to figure out Wednesday adventure. For now Fridays will remain Adult Jazz.
As for the nutritionist, I have an appointment on May 19th. I can't wait to hear what they have to say. :)
In the meantime, the dancing in this song reminds me of today's class:
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