A late bloomer to fitness, I made a commitment to begin exercise at the young age of 29. It was in crying through my first bootcamp class where I discovered my love of sweat (it hides the tears) and “the burn” (it feels like sunshine). I had signed up for the class because I wanted to change my body. What I didn’t know was that it would change my body, mind and the way I live my life.
In 2010, I limped my way into OYM after suffering through months of shin splint pain during my first marathon training. After my first F-train class, I was an OYM addict! Since then, I have run many 5k’s, a ½ marathon and, this summer, I will participate in my first triathlon.
My journey as an OYM addict has not been easy (There is no 12-step program). There has been lots of sweating, muscle burning and tears (well, almost) but I’ve loved every step (shin-splint-free!).
If I had to pick the most important things I’ve learned on my journey as an OYM addict, they’re: 1) it’s never too late to be an addict and 2) you get out of classes what you put into them. So, hell yeah, expect to jab-cross you’re a$$ off, you deserve nothing less.
