So I had my first night of roller derby boot camp last night.
And I was FREAKING TERRIFIED.
I used to be a skater, for about 8 minutes, before I had Chuck. I wasn’t very good and I was totally out of shape, so I sat out a lot. And I was sore all the time. And I hurt myself a lot.
That being my last “real” skating experience (not counting the bout I skated in February), I expected to get out there and just try not to die.
But I did not die. And I actually did quite well (despite a broken piece on my skate, that I did not discover until late in the game….it’s a miracle I didn’t injure myself).
And I didn’t have to sit out.
And this morning, I didn’t have TOO much soreness. (My inner thighs and my butt are killing me though.)
I blame Daniel Alarik from Gruntstyle and his amazing workouts that I’ve been doing on and off. And I blame Mamavation for putting me on the road to being back in shape. And I blame myself for working my best and preparing myself for this, even through the rough personal stuff we’ve been going through.
Could I have done better? Absolutely. But that ship has sailed, and I’m (VERY BRIEFLY) resting on my laurels before I get right back to work.
This week I lost 0.2 pounds, but those were hard-earned. That was a lot of “there is soda in the house and I’m not going to drink it.” And “the kids want to eat out, but I know we have healthy stuff I can fix for dinner.” And “no, I don’t need to have a margarita with friends.” (Although I really wanted to do each of those things.)
Making good choices and strapping wheels on my feet to kick some tail. That’s my health mantra this week
So make this week count, and come next Sunday night, think good thoughts for me betwen 5pm and 7pm PST!