Boot Camp Today

Hi all! It's been a while hasn't it?

Yeah. Bet you thought I was gone for good right? You can't get rid of me!

After 4 months off of Boot Camp I'm back to it and back to this blog. I'm going to be using this as a brain dumping ground as well as a log of daily workouts.

So having said that, here is what we did at Boot Camp this morning.

3 laps around the studio
2 laps side shuffles
Then we did each of these exercises for 1 minute. No set number of reps. As many as you can fit in that 1 minute.

Kettlebell Swings
Crunches
Burpees
Kettlebell Swings
Kettlebell Squats
Kettlebell Curls
Trunk Twists
Kettlebell Swings
Jogging Laps
Kettlebell Overhead Presses
Alternating V Ups
Kettlebell Side Rows - 30 seconds on each side
Kettlebell Squats
Mountain Climbers
Kettlebell High Pulls
Crunches
Kettlebell Figure 8's
Kettlebell Swings
Trunk Twists
Kettlebell Lunges
Burpees
Kettlebell Crunches
Kettlebell Side Rows - 30 seconds on each side
Trunk Twists
Kettlebell Swings
2 minutes of laps

Today kicked my ass. Lord did I struggle. I refused to allow myself to pick up a lighter Kettlebell then the 27 pound gal and as I'm typing this my arms and legs are very angry with me.

I came into class raring to go. Full of pep and moxie ready to kick ass and take names. Jackie almost NEVER uses Kettlebells and today as you can see it was non-stop bells.
It was a struggle to get through class. In the last 2 minute run my legs finally said
"listen, no. We are done, finished, over, kaput. NOT running"

So I power walked most of the two minutes and even that took every ounce of energy I had left. I started a mantra in my head to keep my body moving "cute clothing, cute clothing, cute clothing" over and over.

That's the funny thing about my brain. The lazy bitch is also the vain gal. She's the fool who wants to be all cute and hot but isn't willing to put forth the effort needed to achieve the goals she has set for me!

I need to dangle that carrot in front of myself, remind me why I'm doing this. Why I came back to class after 4 months off. Why I refuse to pick up a lighter weight even when I'm struggling hardcore.

Lest you think I'm shallow & vain and am working out only for the physical benefits I should remind you that I'm totally cool with being fat. I'm sexy as hell. My husband loves me and loves my body & I love me and love my body. I don't go to Boot Camp to get skinny. I go to Boot Camp for the mental boost I get. Going to class makes me feel bad ass. I can sit on a train squished between two super models and can still feel smug and superior to both of them. Why? Because I'm STRONG and I'm fearsome. I'm dedicated and determined. Because I love to push myself, see how strong I am. I love seeing my muscles & I know I can pickup things that weigh more than they do on a fat day.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to be a fat chick & that's cool with me. What ISN'T cool is being fat and out of shape. Fat and strong, fat & fit are okay with me. Fat and flabby will forever be unacceptable. When I flex my bicep and see  a muscle there, that's the coolest thing every in my book. When I feel my thigh muscles and there is more than fat there, when I can feel a solid strong muscle, that is why I push myself in Boot Camp.

So I go to Boot Camp, get my ass kicked and love it each and every time!