Letters from an Anonymous Friend are written by my old college roommate who’d rather keep her identity hidden. She recently joined a boot camp in her town. Also, my cousin who is a certified personal trainer in Mississippi has recently started up a boot camp blog that I’m helping her with called Angie’s Fitness Boot Camp–go check it out!
So, there’s this thing called “Boot Camp” that’s been going around town lately. Basically, you meet a trainer at a park or something and get a serious workout for an hour and feel incredibly sore the next day. One of my co-workers has been going since last May and has enjoyed getting her butt kicked a few times weekly; she’s lost weight, has firmed up (according to her, I certainly haven’t checked) and her endurance has slowly stretched longer and longer.
And she’s been trying to get me to join her.
So, I finally said yes.
Since September-ish I’ve been going on a jog a few times a week, pumping some semi-serious iron at the gym and taking a swim. And what-with my aim to lose the “few” pounds that have been with me since… well, since I can remember, the results have favorable. No lie–it feels nice after a good work-out, like I’ve done my body a favor by taking care of it (imagine that).
Hehehe…
Boot Camp blows all that pansy crap out of the water: bear crawls, crab crawling, back peddling, side shuffling, skipping (yes, skipping; okay, so that sounds pansy-ish, buy you try it hard core for four minutes straight and you tell me how pansy it seems), sprints, laps, various types of push-ups that make me want to cry, ab workouts that make me groan every time I merely laugh the next day, mountain climbers (ahhh!), etc.
There’s nothing pansy about it (except the word skipping).
I love it!
Since leaving Karate last year (mostly for financial reasons), my body has yearned for the tough overhaul that pushes the limits and actually aches for the butt kicking on a regular basis. Boot Camp satisfies that need… for now. And it has pushed me to toughen my work outs on the days I don’t go. Not to mention the cool 2lb medicine balls that I toss around when I watch TV. So, really, there’s not a lot of pure inactive time, which is great.
The best thing about Boot Camp, though, is how good I feel afterwards. Have you ever had one of those days where you feel on fire? Physically, mentally, emotionally? Like you can just take on the world? That’s what Boot Camp does for me, and if you don’t mind a little @$$ kicking it can do that for you, too.
PS from Screwed Up Texan: After reading this post I just couldn’t help thinking about an exercise Youtube video. Please my dear Anonymous Friend, make sure you don’t eat too many beans before those boot camp classes.
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