Today was definitely the hardest day yet. Its strange, because the days I'm most nervous turn out to be not so terrible, and the days I go in thinking, "this is going to be great" I come home nearly in tears.
Today we worked legs. And did I mention that I have shin splints from hell?!? Try working your legs with shin splints!! We did leg curls and the medicine ball and OH YES...leaps of faith. Meanwhile, I'm still wearing a thirty-pound vest. I just about keeled over and died during the "leaps of faith" and even though I'm sure Instructor Richins could see that, he still made me finish two full laps (one lap short of everyone else...but I so didn't care at that point).
During the leg curls I kept stopping because my legs were literally BURNING when Instructor Richins yelled, "PT STOUT IF YOU TAKE ONE MORE BREAK YOU'RE GIVING ME TWENTY PUSH-UPS!" Oh, no I am not, I thought, and that's when all my senses literally quit on me and I can't quite remember what happened between #5 and #27. All I remember is, "You're done. Get back on that treadmill." And I did just that.
We ended with the dead cockroach again, and I think I'm getting pretty good at blocking out the pain...maybe this is better than lamaze training for childbirth! :)
I'm so nervous about tomorrow I'm sick to my stomach. I can't eat and I'm surely developing an ulcer...I fear as much for my dignity as I do for my poor, overweight body.
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