This is the week that I have decided that the great world of meteorology is a huge crack of bull. All day Wednesday I was checking the forecast, trying to prepare for our early evening workout. And all day long the forecast predicted raining starting at 8PM, leading me to believe that our 6PM workout would be overcast but dry. Even up until my sister in law arrived to watch Levi I was convinced our workout would remain rainless. And as I opened the front door to leave what did I see, but the beginnings of a downpour was already in progress. As I drove to boot camp, in the rain, I cursed the weather man and his failure to just admit that we cannot predict the future in any way, but then I thought, “This is just a bad day. He was a little off. Everyone has bad days.” But then, this morning happened.
In case you do not live in Orlando than you don’t know that we have recently all been transplanted to the city of Seattle for the past few days and it has pretty much been a non stop rain for three days now. The rain has ranged from a slow drizzle to a straight up deluge of torrential rain. So last night, while we were in the middle of that nonstop rain which the forecast was predicting would not be letting up for days yet again, Jordan wisely decided to cancel this morning’s boot camp. We all survived our Wednesday rain session but it was a little touch and go and resulted in lots of hesitant movements as we all attempted to not play slip and slide on our yoga mats. So we cancelled for Friday morning. I had already decided to do the workout on my own this morning in the comfort of Greg’s office but you can imagine my anger when my alarm went off this morning to a perfectly sunny morning. Get it together, weatherman. Or at least admit you don’t know and give me your best guess.
In actual boot camp news, Week 9 left my body tired. While I am seeing great results from this experience, I am definitely feeling my body hitting a slight wall of exhaustion. I keep waiting for a week to feel easier but I think I have resolved myself to knowing that it it feels easier, I’m probably not doing it right.
Just three more weeks left in this process. Next week is a repeat of one of my least favorite drills ever so I am already mentally steeling myself for Monday afternoon. Here we go!
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