December 8, 2006

I’m still standing. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

I have only one more week of boot camp, and then a long break until the next session begins in late January. I don’t like such a long break, so I might have to join another boot camp group for the few weeks we’re off. I don’t want to erase everything I am doing now. Besides, I’m kind of addicted to it. I even miss it on the weekends. I am one sick individual, yes.

My hamstring is much better after days of sitting on bags of frozen peas and taking it (relatively) easy. Earlier this week, we broke into teams, based on athletic ability. We did what they call Indian relays, where runners are in a single file line, and the person in the back runs to the front of the line, jogs a few strides, and then the runner in the back goes to the front, and so on. (It seemed only fair to keep the hobblers together.) Team Gimp consisted of Shin Splint, Tweaked Back, Bad Knee, and Pulled Hamstring. But we’re all well now. Today I even ran around the grassy knoll twice. That’s TWO times! Running! OMG, y’all! And one of the trainers complimented me on my push-ups today. I was once taught to try and touch my nose to the floor when doing a push-up, so I drop pretty low. So what if I do them on my knees? I got a gold star for my form, so there.

But the best thing about this boot camp? They do Happy Hour. It’s not officially sanctioned by the boot camp organizers (oh, and it’s not at 6 a.m. of course), but if we get big enough beers, we could count hammer curls. That’s my kind of exercise!

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  • meredith says:

    I JUST created my own off-bootcamp workout. I thought I could go to a local park and do some of the running (ick!), jumping jacks, weights, and all sorts of good stuff. I thought I could do that 3 times a week, then when bootcamp comes around again, I might be in as much pain as I was this time.

    And I totally agree…I miss it on the off days. Which is just so freaking weird.

  • Carmi says:

    I miss my early morning bike rides. Accelerating the bike to 40 km/h mere seconds after leaving the driveway is the quickest way to slam the body and the mind into a wakeful state. I miss the thrill. Walking through a snowy neighborhood – which is my wintertime substitute – just doesn’t offer the same kind of experience.

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