So Friday I missed boot camp because I thought it was Thursday and therefore I justified my sleeping in with “I can catch the evening class”. Well, when I woke up and realized that it was not Thursday, but in fact Friday, I also remembered that there was not a Friday pm class to go to. Dang it! Later that night I got a Facebook message from my coach Greg that said that the 10am Saturday class had been canceled. Dang it! Dang it! He also said that I could catch the 6am or 7am class if I wanted. So I set my alarm for 6:15am so that I could do the 7am class the next morning. When the alarm rang, my only thought was why am I waking up this stinking early on a Saturday and rolled over and went back to bed. I mean, it wasn’t my fault that I wasn’t going to make the 10am class, right? Then there is Sunday. There are no classes on Sunday. So for three days, I did not do boot camp. I did no workout whatsoever. Even worse, I ate like crap. Uh huh!! I was not looking forward to returning to boot camp Monday morning.
Which brings me to the lovely picture at the top of this post. I decided that to explain my pain for Monday morning was just not going to be enough. I figured a visual would help cement the fun I had at 5am. We did our normal 2 laps around the field with stairs followed by stretching. Already I was winded. Oh, no! It didn’t help that it was hotter than hell in there. I can’t WAIT until the actual summer when I get to work out in what I imagine will feel like an oven. 🙂 So here is the breakdown of my workout. This took about 45 minutes…straight…with no break.
Start at Tina face 1: 10 push-ups (modified for me because my arms resemble Olive Oyl’s)
Run to Tina face 2: 10 push-ups (again modified because I’m a wimp)
Run to Tina face 3: 10 push-ups
Run to Tina face 4: 10 push-ups
Not bad, right? Right! Lap 2 involved those same 10 push-ups at each corner followed by 15 in-and-outs (think mountain climber, but instead of alternating legs, you do both legs at the same time. I like them better. 🙂 )
Lap 3: 10 push-ups at each corner, 15 in-and-outs, and now add 20 body squats…at each corner.
Lap 4: 10 push-ups, 15 in-and-outs, 20 body squats, 25 crunches…AT EACH CORNER!!
Oh did I mention that I had to run from each corner to the next. Yeah. I did. You’re tired aren’t you?? So was I! And dripping with sweat because if there was a sub-level of hell that was hotter than hell, I was working out there. I. CAN’T. BREEEEEEEATHE!
Aaaand….wait for it….we weren’t done. *twirl and faint*
We then had to start at Lap 4 and work our way back down the ladder to lap one. Running in between. In the sub-level of hell. I was sucking down water every time I passed my water bottle, hoping that would help cool me down. All it did was make me notice that each time I took a drink, my water seemed warmer. Whatever. Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate!!
Love my coach tho! I know, crazy right?? The whole time I heard “Go, go, go”. “You’re doing great!” And the one phrase that kicked my ass in gear. “Beat them.” I’m a little competitive and for the most part, I am competitive with myself. I want to beat what I did last time. Run faster. Do more squats. More push ups. Stay in plank longer. Whatever. But there is also a part of me that hates being last. So yesterday when Greg whispered “beat them”, all I could think of was “Hell YES!” The last two laps were done faster than I would have if I had kept the pace I was going just prior to that. And I beat them!! 🙂
Just in case you weren’t keeping track of just how many of each thing we did, let me break it down for you.
320 Push-ups (even modified, that sucked!)
360 In-and Outs (wasn’t so bad)
320 Body Squats (thighs. burning. ow!)
200 Crunches (just ow!)
After I was done, I looked like the little blue stick figure in the picture above. Sprawled out on the turf, breathing heavy, but done. Oh and I was NOT smiling. 😉 I was supposed to be doing ab work but my body told me no so I did what I could and laid there the rest of the time. BUT, and big, big BUT, with only having gone for 2 months, I’ve seen a huge difference. I have muscles that I never knew existed. I’m a lot stronger than I was. And by the time it’s bathing suit season, I will be more than ready. Dying, sweating, unable to breathe, slowly cooking in the crazy southern heat, I’m getting the results I want and more. LOVE D1, my coach and my results. 🙂 LOVE THEM!!!!