When my eyes popped open this morning, I did not move.
I was afraid. Very afraid.
I was worried I would move and have lots of aches and pains from running and exercising and pretending to be something I am not...FIT.
However, after a few wiggles and stretches in the bed, I discovered it was not nearly as bad as I first thought. I could move just fine, though I "felt" when I moved. Not pain, per say, just a "feeling."
That is all good and great...what I am more worried about is after our next class, when we are not testing ourselves with a few little challenges, but really working, with weights, ropes, and our sheer determination to NOT look like a jack ass.
We will see what tomorrow brings...