Tuesday, January 8, 2008

A love-hate relationship

Dear Sarah,

I hate you. I hate your cute little smile, your engaging personality, your muscular little body, your exercise mats, your exercise balls, your stupid lunges, your ridiculous circuit, your dumb dumb bells, and even your your cute little laugh. Yep, it is safe to say, I hate everything about you and associated with you! I hate how I wake up four times before my alarm goes off to make sure I did not sleep in for boot camp. I hate how it takes as much energy to get out of bed as it does to run that damn long circuit run of yours! I hate how I cannot for the life of me balance on one of those stupid exercise balls. I hate how my abs quiver while trying to hold the plank position! I hate how slow your watch times out each station. I hate how my quads burn as I try to complete my squats. I hate how the hopping up the stairs on one foot terrifies me. I hate that you are so nice, friendly and encouraging. I hate it. I hate it all.

But what I hate more is how much I need you and your silly boot camp. I need it badly! And underneath all the hate is respect, and a bit of love. After all the hard work, I love how my achy body feels. I love how I feel stronger. I love having a bit more energy through the day. I love that my diet is slowly lining up with my new commitment to exercise and loosing weight and feeling better about myself and my body. I love that I am doing this for me. I love that if I keep working the pounds will come off, my self image will improve and I will feel better. I love that my children see their mother taking control of her situation and trying to live well. I love the possibility I may one day get into my pre-three-pregnancies pants!

Sarah, please do not take this personally. And please, keep doing what you are doing - your encouragement, support and crazy, ever-challenging circuits are awesome! You and your boot camp rock! But I still hate it all!

Thank you and see you Thursday morning, bright and early!


A sore, tired, boot camp participant!


Emily said...

Wow. I had a pilates teacher like that once.

Don Mills Diva said...

I am intrigued - you must write more about boot camp!

InTheFastLane said...

We all need people like that to hate every once in a while. Good for you for getting started. Keep up the hard work, it will pay off.

MamaGeek said...

Egads, she sounds just like our librarian! Dang those symbiotic relationships!

Tot's Mom said...

Boot camp will do you good. You'll probably be very thankful afterwards when you can get into your pre-three-pregnancies pants.

LaskiGal said...

Ha ha! Very, very funny. New to your blog and had no idea who this Sarah was. Now I get it and I swear she lives down the street from me . . .

Great blog and adorable family!

Family Adventure said...

You took the words OUT OF MY MOUTH (actually, you probably said it better than me...).

Hang in there - it's worth it!

Heidi :)

Karen MEG said...

Boot camp, you are so brave! Sounds like you're loving it more than hating, which is a good thing :).
I just got back to the gym today, my favourite hip-hop aerobics class. Warned my instructor he might have to use CPR as I've been away for a month, and I'm also working on expelling a lung. He was scared. But I did it without passing out!