I've been finding lately it's been really easy to forget the things I used to love to do. I talk about hiking, but haven't been in over a year. For as much as I love reading, I haven't read a book for fun since last summer (school interferes sometimes, to be fair). And what about dancing? There wasn't a summer, winter, fall or spring night I didn't go out with friends in college. Going out in State College is a year-round sport.
But now I find myself in bed by 10, asleep by 11. My friends never call, rarely text, and even more rarely have time for me with hectic work schedules.
To break the monotony, I've joined a fitness boot camp! Sure, we meet early in the mornings, but the trainer kicks my butt. This morning, partly due to humidity* (*something I tell myself to feel better), I had so much sweat pouring off of my body, I was leaving pools on the gym floor. Even my legs were sweating. I had to take quick breaks to run to the kitchenette area and paper-towel my face off so I could get the sweat out of my eyes for another 30 seconds.
The boot camp is great, but I didn't realize how out of shape I've become! My diet has been way off, so I may* be undoing my hard work. My goal is to work up to the recommendations my endocrinologist gave me.
Shouldn't be too hard, after all, right now I'm only 7 hours of vigorous exercise short of my per week goal...
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