I've never been a fit chick.

Ever. I hated gym class, I hated running, I hated sweating, I hated feeling uncoordinated and I never put any effort into being better at it.

But this past May, I decided that needed to change. I decided it was important to focus on myself and get healthy. I did Couch 2 5K, I bought a Fitbit, and I started being more mindful of what I put into my body.

I was making progress, but not the progress I wanted to be making.

Then my best friend gave me an amazing gift, a 6-week boot camp challenge.

She had recently started attending a new kind of gym, one without machines or classes, but "camps." Saturdays are free, so she kept inviting me to go with her. I kept making up excuses, I was extremely intimidated. She has always loved working out and actually enjoys the feeling of being worked to the point of exhaustion. It's a miracle we're friends.

But finally, I said yes and we were off to Boot Camp. On the way there, she very excitedly said: "They're having this special challenge for 6 weeks and I've already decided that if you like it I'm buying it for you for Christmas and your Birthday."

It was at that moment that I knew if I turned her down that I would never get to a point where working out was a part of my life.

I threw up that first camp.

SO. MUCH. CARDIO.

I wanted so much to tell her "Nah I'm good." And never set foot into that gym again. But I didn't, I went to another camp and agreed to sign up for the 6-week "Commit to Fit Challenge."

Tuesday the 16th is the final day of the challenge. And in that time, a lot of thoughts have run through my head.

In the last 6 weeks, I have pushed myself in a way that I never have before. My stamina, my strength, and my agility have all greatly increased. I can feel a difference in myself, both mentally and physically.

So although it's been a painful 6 weeks, it's been an enlightening 6 weeks and I can't wait for this journey to continue.