Diggin' Deep

I woke up completely sore today; my abs hurt, my arms hurt, my legs were even a bit stiff. But I woke up at 4:45am and got my happy ass out of bed. I did not want to miss kickboxing. It was the most difficult class I have ever had to get through. I guess it was a combination of being tired and sore and Celeste just working us harder than normal. I had to push through so much pain and fatigue, but I didn't give up. Even towards the end when she said burpies, I did jump squats. She came over at one point and told me how proud she was of me. Ahhhh, tear.

During one of the sessions where we were doing a side kick and then jumping out and squatting and then jumping back up to kick, I had this epiphany. I remembered why I'm doing this. I've been really on track the past couple of weeks and the weight and inches are coming off, but you really do get placid at times. I have been so comfortable with my body, for the most part, lately that sometimes I lose the drive. But I have to keep in the front of my head that I'm not done. I still have at least 70 pounds to get off. It was a great morning. I definitely feel the difference afterwards when pushed that hard. Shoaib said I looked radiant this morning! That's right bitches!!