Yep, they told me it would happen.
I’d get addicted to boot camp.
Maybe it’s my newly formed biceps, or the fact that my stomach is slimming, or that I can run a mile again without feeling like dying.
Well, I signed up for bootcamp again in May.
It’s just three days a week in May, so not AS intense as this month, but something to keep the momentum moving forward. It’s like I’m weaning myself off bootcamp, so that I don’t just go back to my couch potato ways. No more couch potato, I’m a lean mean fat burning machine. Or, something.