Monday, June 8, 2009

If it felt good, it wouldn't be exercise. Or something.


Boot camp started today. OUCH.

I can't believe I am doing this. I really couldn't believe it when my alarm went off at 4:45 this morning. Matt assured me last night that my adrenaline would kick in and I'd be wide awake. Ha. I stumbled through the house and out to the car (thankfully I did remember to get dressed first) and off to Boot Camp I went. I was still rubbing my eyes when I threw down my mat on the ground surrounded by other bleary eyed women with mats and one very awake, very cheery guy (our instructor). We got started right at 5:30. I wince just writing that.

Boot camp lasted an hour, and we went the WHOLE hour. We were lucky if we got 10 seconds between activities. I was dying the entire time, but I just kept telling myself it was for my own good. I made it through, and other than the fact that I can't move any of my muscles (seriously, it even hurts to type) I'm glad I did it. The problem is that I have to do it again--and again and again and again. It's only 20 hours until I have to be back there ready for the next round of punishment. I had better be one tough broad after this is all over.


Matt said...

Good job! I'm very impressed that you managed to get up at 4:45... That's WAY early!

Sarah said...

It IS called "bootcamp".

Aidan and Zachary said...

Wow! Good job! We are cheering for you over here!

Cori said...

When bootcamp is over, you should go to aerobics with me! I go to the youth center, and it is a great class with a great group of women! It is only $20/month and you can go up to 5x a week. It is great!!