Last night I participated in my first ever boot camp at the gym and was nervous. I felt out of my comfort zone and even made my husband come with me for that extra "hand to hold". I felt like a shy little kid on the first day of school as I entered the gym last night, not wanting to leave John's side and scoping out the room as I envisioned the next hour of my life sweating, jumping and cursing at what I imagined I would have to do.
Little did I know, the experience would be such a positive one. The sound that echoed in the room was laughter, cheering, motivation and while I did sweat, did jump and did curse to myself several times the feeling that I felt was inspiring. All of the people that were in this class were there to better themselves, to motivate the person next to them and to laugh - we laughed at ourselves, laughed at the goofy stretches we did, and at that moment I felt blessed to be apart of something so good.