Progress?

Could it be that I am actually starting to see a little progress from my short week of boot camp?

As of today I can get out of the car and go up the stairs like a normal person, the pain is finally started to subside.

Tonight Little K and I went to the ball field for a food handler permit class (we work the concession stand for the local team).  The class was located upstairs in the suites, I didn't start to feel it in my quads until about the last four steps, usually I can feel it right away and it wasn't until I got home did I realize I was not out of breath when I reached the top - that defiantly was progress.  

I have to thank B for asking me to go on a walk tonight, if he wouldn't of said anything I was have just been a couch potato for the rest of the night.  After we walked our normal one mile route I realized the small of my back wasn't hurting and I wasn't out of breath as usually. 

It's funny, I drag my feet every day when it's time to go work out but I am so glad when it's over.  Not because the work out is over (ok, that too) but because I endured and am now one step closer to my goal.

Dear Heavenly Father - I pray for strength during the fitness journey.  Father, make this journey yours - I pray you will use this journey to glorify you. Amen.