I worked so hard today that I am just now able to type up what happened today.
But I did work hard. P-drills, ladder drills, gauntlets, and inchworms. Lots of sweat and my ankles are killing me.
And then Clark’s special core workout — 10 minutes of grief.
I wasn’t perfect at it but I was better. I felt some progress. I could hang with most of the class.
Reminds me of the old joke, “How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.”
Today I took another bite toward improvement. Tomorrow I’ll take another one. And then I keep repeating until the 12 weeks are over.