This week I signed myself up to my local boot camp fitness class. At 6am I join 10 other ladies for an hour's brisk exercise in the park. I'm one of those people who is continually on a diet, trying to slim down and failing miserably. I make infrequent attempts at the gym and lack lustre commitments to classes. With summer just around the corner and holidays looming I decided desperate times call for desperate measures.
I'm not going to lie to you the first morning was pretty tough. I was scarlet in the face and panting after about 5 minutes but I persevered and made it through to the end of the hour. The day after wasn't so bad, I arrived home feeling energised and ready to face the day.
I'm on day 4 now and am aching all over but I am proud of myself for persevering and I can feel a difference. Most importantly it has given me the push I need to start a proper fitness routine.
I've signed up to do it again in June but for 2 weeks this time - wish me luck!
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