It’s going to HURT.
There WILL be sweat. And tears.
You will want to give up.
It’s been eight days since I’ve started this crazy AB exercise. It’s hard, I’m not going to lie. It’s harder than I thought it would be. Yesterday, I actually broke down into a cry because it was hurting so bad.
SS decided that just doing the abs seemed silly, so he added arm and leg exercises to the mix. So, in addition to the pain I’m feeling from the AB challenge in which I decided to participate, I also have arm and leg pain, which I didn’t sign up for. Hence the crying.
It’s day eight. A Rest Day. Thank goodness. I’m sore. SS pushes me. Thankfully, because when I look at tomorrow and see I have to do 30 crunches, it makes me want to quit. And I can’t quit. Because then I will have failed. And failure is not an option this time. I don’t understand when people say they feel better after exercising. Better definitely isn’t the word I would use to describe the feeling I’m having. It’s more of a relief. A sense of satisfaction that I got through it without hurting myself. Or dropping a weight on my foot.
But I keep going. Through the pain. Rep after rep. Lift after lift. Maybe because I know it’s good for me. Maybe because SS would like to see me a little more fit. Maybe because someone once told me I couldn’t do it. Whatever the reason, I’m pushing forward. I’m determined to make the after photos we take at the end of the month, look better than the before photos we took on the 1st.
Find your strong.