Tonight is my first night of beginner swimming lessons and I’m a bit nervous. Not that I can’t swim at all-I can-just not very well. But it’s always hard that first time you go into a new situation not knowing what to expect.
Also, I hate water on my face. Did I mention that?
In other news, what the hell am I doing?
This week has kicked my ass. There were two workouts I couldn’t even finish. Part of me feels I’m in over my head, the other part that attempts to stay more positive thinks this week was a great baseline for me and now my only direction is up.
So tonight is swimming and tomorrow is Day 1 of boot camp followed by a 30-minute run my trainer added on to the day.
One day at a time is taking on a whole new meaning for me.