Entry FeedThis week was my second week of Best Body Bootcamp, and it was a weird sort of "get to know the other participants" kind of week.
For some reason, getting up at 5:20 seemed a lot earlier this week. Friday was my first time even pushing the snooze button and debating with myself if I should really go. Of course, I went. Monday and Wednesday were hot, humid, sticky and gross, while Friday was cool and crisp. The best news is that because it is still so dark in the park, we didn't do suicides this week - YAY!
When I say it was a weird sort of "getting to know you" kind of week, it is because we did some odd moves. The first was on Wednesday, a wheelbarrow push-up. For this, your "partner" had to grab your legs and lift them so that one of your legs was on each hip, while you had to do push-ups. The weird part? The closer to your pelvis that they got, the easier the push-up. Oh yeah. I didn't even know my partner's name.
Friday we did another crazy drill. Everyone had to lie in a row in plank position on their elbows, then the first person jumped up and jumped over everyone like mini-hurdles. Then the next, etc. etc. back and forth. Yes, it is just like grade six gym class, except without the bullies.
We also did partner sit-ups, where you interlock your feet and clap when you come up. 50 of them (25 each side.) Again, felt a little like grade school. I was the loser who didn't have a partner, so I got the instructor. This meant that I couldn't cheat.
While it was much, much tougher this week to force myself from my cozy bed in the pitch black early morning, once I was there the actually camp seemed to fly. Either an indication that I am enjoying it more and doing better, or my brain is on auto-pilot because I am still asleep.
Either way, I am half-way through the four weeks of bootcamp. I am started to get a comment or two about looking better, but I don't believe them. And my pants aren't tight, but they aren't exactly falling off either.
The highlight this week? The cute little raccoon who joined our bootcamp in an attempt to steal the instructor's powerbar breakfast. He was cute, young and small, but apparently our instructor has had a run-in or two with raccoons in the past, and was concerned about their viciousness.
Two Days off...