It's the start of a new month & I'd made a promise to myself that I'd go balls to the wall at boot camp all month.
Today was a total ass kicker. 35 minutes has never felt so damn long...
David's younger brother was teaching today and he was out to make us work today!
Class started with a run to the staircase on the other side of the building. That's normal. We do that all the time. What we DON'T do is run the stairs. We were to do one lap up and down and then run back to the studio where we did swings, high pulls & rows with the Kettlebells.
We then grabbed two bells and farmer walked back to the staircase where we were to do two laps up and down with the two bells.
I struggle with stairs without any extra weight but two 17 pound kettlebells & I really truly had to fight not to throw up. That extra 34 pounds of weight had my calves SCREAMING for mercy with each step.
Walking lunges with the two bells back to the studio where we did 25 pushups & then played with the sled (more weight work!)
To completely destroy me he had us do suicide drills & burpees.
I'm proud of my first lap up the stairs at the start of class. Without even realizing it I started to RUN up the stairs. ME! RUN! STAIRS! Never thought it would ever happen. The best part is I wasn't even conscious I was doing it. Halfway up I realized I wasn't walking, my feet were running! It was very weird. Of course hindsight being what it is had I known what class had in store for me I wouldn't have gone that hard right out of the chute.
That's the thing about Boot Camp. You NEVER know what's around the corner or what's going to be asked of your body next.
Three plus years into class & I still haven't quite figured out the best way to give 100% to each exercise & still be conscious at the end of class.
Today was a killer class & I'm proud I survived it! It SUCKS during class but after I always feel so good about myself all day. Accomplished & very strong!