Too Early!!!!

I don't even know what to tell you about Boot camp today. First, I think 5:30 is an UN-GODLY hour to exercise. I only do it for one more week...that is when my Bible study will be over. Then I can do the 9:30 class on Wednesdays. You see the thing is this: I go to bed early b/c I need to get up at 5. But I begin my restless slumber around 3 or 4 b/c I worry my alarm won't wake me. I also wake thinking about "what time is it? will I get more sleep in before my alarm wakes me? Oh I am dreading getting up....but I have to....I already paid for it." This scenario going on and on in my head......too much...so I really wake up tired!

For those of you who don't know, I have kicked the coffee habit....thanks to MAX. (http://www.max.com/) But this morning, I really was wanting a warm cup of brew at 5:00 a.m. As I am driving to the class, another car comes up close behind me....it is Tera.....the only other crazy person up and driving that time of day. We talk on the phone as we drive in and see more crazies running in the 20 degree weather at 5:15 a.m.! I am amazed. I don't think I will ever ever ever get used to that early to be honest. Yes, it feels so good to have it done and over with and start my day.....but, come next week.....no more 5:30 a.m classes for me. That is final.

Plus, we got a new instructor...no more Joey. She was HARD......I didn't like her. She was HARDER than Joey. and Joey is hard too! I mean she was HARD. I mean, who does sit ups alternating with push ups for what seemed like 10 minutes strait. And the stair running? She kept yelling two steps, every other step! In my mind I was yelling back....just can't say what I may have been yelling back.....I only ran one step...I am such a rebel. Any would you believe how hard 1 pound weights are in each hand doing lateral and shoulder raises and pulses are? HARD after a while! I didn't care for it.......Just a change that is all....it is nothing personal if she reads this....

My day got better, when I came home and my sweet boy comes downstairs and snuggles with me on the couch. He don't care if I am sweaty.....He wants me to read to him this great book that a friend of ours illustrated. The main character's name is Trip.....just like my sweet boy...only my boy is Tripp.....so we read for about 15 minutes, snuggling under the blanket. Good times. I will never get that moment back...but I will forever have the memory.