As I'll ever be. I'm packed - gym bag with extra clothes, snacks and extra shoes. Another bag with more snacks and a small lunchbag cooler ready to throw some perishables in tomorrow. My overnight bag with toiletries and more workout clothes. One, count them, one set of regular clothes since I doubt I'll even wear them. Lunches made, dishwasher going and I'm beat. With the amount of crap by the front door you'd think I was going away for awhile. Always been an overpacker. Oh, got the laptop also.
The plan is to drop Cassie at mom's in the morning so she can be taken to school and then a stop at some random coffee shop (hahaha) and hit the road by 8:00am. Check in is at 11:00 and the module begins at 12:00 so I should have plenty of time.
Mentally, I'm not freaking out anymore. I'm nervous but excited now. It is what it is, and I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I guess I need to trust everyone that keeps telling me that I can do this. Especially the ones who have gone through the training. I'm not opposed to hard work and I know that's what this weekend will be. Bring it on.
It brings tears to my eyes to realize that in March 2008 I was a 230 pound woman who was dragged to a Body Pump class, taught by the one and only Alex Kattar. The next day I couldn't move but I went back... again and again and now, 2-1/2 years and almost 70 pounds less later, I'm about to walk into a training to become an instructor myself for a class that changed my body and my life.
So freaking awesome.
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