Pushing Hard

This morning at the crack of dawn I was once again at boot camp, doing things I never in a million years thought I would ever be able to do.  Turns out I CAN do a push up.  Only one, but hey...it's better than none.

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The tribe is back together for the week.  I love these boys.  Lots.  They ran in (while waiting for the 4th amigo to shower), ate a bunch of tacos and a plate of cannoli and ran out again.

I took 3 advil, soaked in a hot, hot bath and crawled my way onto my bed, where I plan on staying until (gulp) boot camp tomorrow morning.

I'm seriously deranged.

I have never in my life been this sore...but at the same time, it feels good.  I never quite understood that before, but it's true.  Doesn't help with the fact that I can't brush my hair or tie my shoes, but oh well.

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