Last day

I came to bootcamp tonight completely prepared to get my butt kicked for missing two nights.

I didn't expect it to be my last. Class was light tonight - only 9 of what used to be 20+. It was the final evaluation.

Here's how I did:

weight: 169 (+/- 0 since midpoint, -2 total)
body fat percentage: 33 % (Seriously? No really. There's no way that can be accurate. Staton says you aren't supposed to eat or drink for five hours prior to using the calculator. We'll throw out this number.)
sit-ups in one minute: 35 (+/-0 since midpoint, +5 total)
push-ups in one minute: 44 (+4 since midpoint, +15 total)
laps in 10 minutes: 13 (+2.5 since midpoint, +1 total)

Something a little scary happened during the run. Around lap 11 I started hyperventilating, much like I used to lose my breath in high school during soccer games. Staton kept pushing me not to quit, and when there was about 30 seconds left my lungs felt clearer and I ran as hard as I could to finish out the 13th lap.

I don't know what caused me to not be able to breathe. I was pacing my breathing the entire time. I felt it come on and I couldn't make it stop.

Oh, bonus: Remember how I was worried about staying on the wagon once bootcamp was over? Another six-week bootcamp begins in mid-January.

Double bonus: Until then there's a kickboxing class. I LOVE kickboxing class.