I had a scary thought today.
My regular trainer is going on a well deserved vacation for the nex two weeks. So, she found someone to sub her Tuesday Body Combst class. There’s a catch: they won’t be teaching Body Combat. It’s Body Attack.
Here’s what it can look like:
I won’t lie. I threw up in my mouth a little.
I formulated excuses in advance. I almost talked myself into an hour on the treadmill (that wasn’t a long entertained thought)
Then I watched it a couple more times. I might be able to do this, highly modified. So, I am putting on my big girl panties and I’m going to try it. I had the same fear, oh so long ago in Combat, where I felt the same way. Now, I love it so much I refuse to work morning shifts so I can go to classes.
Here’s where my scary thought comes from;
What if I like Attack too?!