As of recently, I have become way too familiar with the Summer Recreation Catalogs put out by my town and surrounding cities. I've been thumbing through them to find enriching activities for Sj this summer, now that pre-k is out. With the cost of everything on the rise, I had to be selective in my choices, but wanted something just right. Not too far, not too expensive, a couple days a week with her off to kindergarten this fall, I didn't want her to be too consumed with activities this summer.
Oh, the choices, the mulling over.
I found a perfect camp, just two days a week. One day the kids have music and fine art, the next it's dance and drama. Then, we'll also be subjected to our first initiation into team sports. We've succumb to T-Ball, I believe it's 6 weeks, Saturday mornings, co-ed, hilarity at it's finest. I am already charging the batteries in our video camera because I know the footage will be priceless, or at best maybe we'll get a $10,000 America's Funniest Home Videos shot. Hey, it could happen.
As I was looking compulsively through my pile of course offerings yet again, I thought, it might just be my time. Time for me to take a class, sign myself up for something, or more like anything. Honestly the pottery class would have been my first choice, but I don't think the instructor would enjoy my girls joining me on a Thursday morning for two hours. I skimmed back through the catalog and was continually drawn to a Boot Camp style class. I'd read the description and looked at the time it was offered. They all seemed like they could work, all I would need to do is ACTUALLY register.
Hmm.... Is this what I really wanted to do with my time, my potential hour and a half to myself?
I took the plunge. It's two days a week, for an hour. I have never taken a regular fitness class with the exception of yoga. And I have never taken a fitness class at the crack of dawn. The evening one was full. Yes, I waited too long.
Tomorrow is the big day. The class even comes with a complimentary body fat testing before and after the session. I don't even know what I weigh right now, so this should be real eye opening.
All I really can say is that I am truly going out on a limb here. Pushing myself out of my comfort zone, with a group of complete strangers no less. Wondering what my limits are and what the pay off can be with some regular hardcore body punishing work outs. Where in the world is my head? Well, I guess I'd rather not think about it.
Definitely to be continued....