04/22/2009 16:13
Boot Camp
Remember a few weeks ago, when my mojo was MIA and I mentioned that I needed a boot camp to get my boot-tay in gear? Well, ask and you shall receive! I looked on the monthly activity calendar at the gym, and lo and behold, there's a 6-week bikini boot camp! It started yesterday and will be (only) 1 day a week for 6 weeks. Now yesterday was supposed to be my running day, but I could not miss out on boot camp!Now, the devil on my shoulder has been whispering to me the whole time "You can't do it!". 
So, I get there and as usual, I'm the biggest one in my class. It's full of tiny, perky 20-year olds and a few older ladies with a little weight on them, but I clearly have the furthest to go. **You can't do it****
So, I get there and as usual, I'm the biggest one in my class. It's full of tiny, perky 20-year olds and a few older ladies with a little weight on them, but I clearly have the furthest to go. **You can't do it**** The instructor breaks us up into 2 groups, and takes each group into the classroom and explains the class. Now get this--she says there will be sweating, crying and throwing up! Did this heffa just say "throwing up"? Huh? ***You can't do it*** 2 girls did walk out at that point but I was determined to stick it out and at least see if I could do it. I have NEVER backed down from a challenge and I was for dang sure not gonna start now!
2 girls did walk out at that point but I was determined to stick it out and at least see if I could do it. I have NEVER backed down from a challenge and I was for dang sure not gonna start now!Ladies, this little 90-pound, 4'8" instructor lady kicked our tails!!!! Running, push-ups, jumping jacks, jump rope, climbing over picnic tables, step-ups on the picnic tables, wall squats, regular squats, lunges, running up and down a (very steep) hill, mountain climbers on the ground, more jumping jacks, medicine ball abdominal workout, and for the grand finale--more running! I looked like I had been in the woods fighting lions and tigers and bears when I got done! Shirt drenched and dirty, knees filthy, hair wet--just a HAM (hot azz mess)! 
You know what, though? I loved every minutes of it! I will be there every Tuesday at 6:30, sweating and panting, but I'll be there. Not giving up. So take that, devil! I win! 
