This is getting to be a habit. Monday in the Corso Zone. I can’t tell if the sessions are getting more difficult or I am just buying in to how hard she works and how I am compelled to follow suit? I at this point don’t know for certain, but no matter as I am realizing each time I enter her time slot, I am challenging myself beyond what I am currently capable of. That in itself is reason enough to keep coming back. Once you get hooked on this type of workout you have to experience another taste and another and another.
More devotees are accumulating for this spin instructor par extraordinaire. She is not for everyone, because not everyone can make it through this boot camp. My military background gives me somewhat of an edge, but Corso could easily qualify for the Navy Seals in my humble opinion.
Today as I write, I am feeling I gave it my all, but something tells me that if I keep coming, it is more I will be capable of. I was inspired today because of the music that harkened back to the 80’s when I lived that portion of my existence that I called, My life as a dancer. Whether it was Joan Jett or Pat Benatar, that genre of music will live on in me long after the deleterious lifestyle I put my body through with drugs and alcohol. It seems that after 21 years of being sober I can look back without the sting that often accompanied those years of being a lost boy.
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