Numbers

I started working out at o.zone fitness, joining a six week bootcamp.  I don't have my entry number fitness assessment on me, but my three week check up on numbers is this Wednesday. 

I keep telling myself I don't care about the numbers.

My goals are : do one unassisted pull up.  Turkish get up with the bigger kettleball. 

Yep.

I am so close to being able to do one pull up. I can feel it. 

Also, I find the more fit I become, the less worrisome the numbers should be because I move better.  I move easier, stronger, powerfuller.

But gosh, I am kind of anticipating the number crunching.  Because I am positive there will be really awesome results.  Because I feel so great.

I need to remember that even if the numbers suck they do not change how much stronger I have felt these last few weeks.  This is a program that works for me.

Second thought:  Today some new bootcampers showed up.  Two of the chicks were skinny and looked hot.  I kicked their butts.  Skinny is not my goal.  Cheetah is my goal.  The athleticism of a large cat, even when walking.  You know that cat is pure strength and grace.  I want to be a cheetah.