I was sweaty. I was tired. I was wheezy. I wasn't sure I wanted to do it. A whole CROWD of people were watching me work out. Jogging in place, jumping jacks, stretches, kicks. I just prayed I didn't look too fat and stupid. And then I said to myself, "Screw it." None of these people are up here or have the balls to be out here. Screw them.
I made it through the test. The kids thought it was too cool to be watching Mommy. My husband was there. At the end, I got all worried that the yellow belt wouldn't fit me. I thought "what if they didn't get one big enough? That would be sooooo embarrassing." But then it fit perfectly. Better than the white one which was probably too big.
After the test, we took some pics. The kids came running to give Mommy a hug and everyone there told me congratulations and that they thought I was amazing for being out there and that I should keep it up. It felt great. I was sore and tired and sweaty. I came home and my hubby watched the kids while I took a nice long bath. Then I had some fat free frozen yogurt. And I'm still hungry since I didn't eat much before the test. I've had two 32 oz glasses of water since the test so I'm gonna have another small snack now.
Hope you all have a good night!
|Getting my belt|