Boot Camp

This is the second Sunday in a row that I am writing this while forcing my body to sit upwards; I am just thoroughly exhausted. I took my third nap of the week just now. That's three more naps than I have taken in the last year.

Anyway, enough complaining. I went to Barry's Boot Camp this morning and it was awesome! My friend recommended the 10 AM instructor because she was fairly "easy" and wouldn't yell at us like some of the other instructors are known to do. That sounded great to me, except, that, even on the best of days, I am not a morning workout person. I can do it if I have to, but I usually prefer to have a day's worth of food digested in my belly and a few liters water to hydrate me before doing anything grueling. I wasn't going to wake up at 5AM for that, though, so I made sure to take it easy last night on the town, and woke myself up at 8 this morning.

The workout itself was challenging, but not not to the point where I thought I'd pass out, which, based on other stories I'd heard, was what I had been expecting. What I hadn't been expecting was how small the room was, and how overwhelmingly hot and it humid they kept it. The website shows a wide-angle photo of the room, that, with the mirrors, looks pretty big and spacious. In reality, it was just a typical exercise studio - no bigger than the ones at my gym - that hold maybe 30 people, max. When we hopped on our treadmills, the fans were blowing a nice cool breeze. As soon as the music started, however, the fans went off. The room temperature suddenly went up about 25 degrees, matching the 90 degree day outside. "Let me know if you need the fans," the instructor said. "I'm not one of those teachers that won't turn them on." Thank God. She did turn them on, but not until after we finished with the treadmills. Thanks.

The workout structure basically went: Treadmills, weights (arms), treadmills, weights (legs) followed by abs and a cool down. The hardest part for me was the second round of weights, when we did tons of leg lifts and glute work, and I realized how much I overlook that area in my regular workouts. Sitting at a desk all day can't help much, either. But the whole thing was over before I knew it, and I signed up for a few more classes to go back for.

After the class, Diana and I met Nicole for brunch, and then Nicole and I did a quick Target run since we were on that side of town. I got home around 3 PM, and have alternated between my couch and bed since, only sitting up long enough to write this post.

I picked up some vitamins at Target, thinking maybe that will help keep my energy up if I'm going to be amping up my workout routine like this. The irony of all this is that Diana, who I went with today, was up at 6:30 AM with her son; after she left us, she was heading to a fantasy football draft, and then, tonight, to the Beastie Boys concert. Compared to that, I have absolutely no business complaining about being tired.

But you know I will anyway.