Never thought I'd hear these words come out of my mouth

"Does this mean I can't work out?" --> asked to the doctor, really hoping that he'd say that I'd still be OK to work out after my ditch-hitting incident on Wednesday.

And I'm loving bootcamp. Totally loving it. Class 2 was an 8km bike ride, Class 3 was a 1.5km run, and Class 4 was a 15km bike ride. Class 5 brings another round of grandstand running, and I'm hoping to do better this time than last time. But in the end, it matters that I do it, not whether I'm first, last, or whatever. Here are some personal triumphs (besides actually getting off my ass to go to class) that I've seen so far:

- Class 2 I went to the early class because I had to leave for the city at the normal start time. Finished in the middle of the pack
- Class 3 I challenged myself to run the whole way, even though she told us we could do a walk/run combo. I finished right near the end, but I still ran the whole thing.
- Class 4 she told me I could take a shortcut if I thought I couldn't make the loop twice. I was fully prepared to quit after the first loop, but I perservered and finished the entirety of both loops. I kept telling myself "You're not the fat kid who needs special considerations made for her. If they can do it, you can do it." And I did.

What is kinda weird is that all along, I give myself permission to quit, but once I do, the rest of me chimes in with "but you won't because you're not a quitter".

On non-bootcamp days, I'm doing extended elliptical workouts paired with the Wii Fit. It's going so good! I'm actually enjoying working out. Whoa.