Michelle's Bootcamp Adventure Part 1

Big news! I'm getting back on the workout train. I, of course, started with a shopping spree where I bought a new yoga mat, foam roller and set of 8lb weights. I had to carry the weights around the store for a while so I consider that my first workout.

I went through my workout clothes drawer and reminisced about all the fun sweaty times I've had with my various outfits. Eventually I manned up and picked something to wear. Really strange but they seem a bit too small, I must've shrunk them in the wash or something!

So my chosen activity (and by chosen, I mean the one that Manda forced me into) is a women's only boot camp through NewBodyFitness.

My first session is tonight. Not gonna lie, I'm kind of nervous. I haven't done any strenuous activity in a while. Oh well, wish me luck!

Wait, first lets do a before picture...

Ok. Time lapse to after my first boot camp session. It didn't even start off easy. It was a series of painful awful excessively hard activity followed by two more rounds of the same. I managed to not swear too much and I didn't hit anyone but I don't know how much longer I can keep that up.

About half way through I thought I might puke up some of the delicious salad I had for dinner. Thankfully that subsided quickly enough, but shortly after I could feel Pale Face coming on. You know, the one where all the blood drains from your face which is pretty much the last step before fainting? Well luckily by that time we were nearing the end of the class. I managed to finish without embarrassing myself too badly.

Luckily Manda drove me home, because I'm pretty sure my leg would've rebelled against driving standard🙀! When I got home I Crawled up the stairs which was super funnn. When I finally made it  to the top I accidentally dropped my water bottle (I think my arms were seizing up) so I had to go down a flight and retrieve it. I almost kept going down just so that I could take the elevator back up.

Tomorrow's class is day two and we are required to bring a set of eight pound weights. I am trying not to think too much about it. I'm sure I'll have nightmares regardless.

I'm about to get in the bath. If you don't hear from me again I probably am still in my bathtub, too exhausted to pull myself out.

Sincerely,
The sorest (and whiniest) girl in Langley.

Sunday Runday

Sunday morning, she wakes up knock knock knock on her door. [britney spears quote of the day] I heard her new song on the radio and now I have assorted BS songs running through my head. It is a rather sad state of affairs....anyways, i got up Sunday, fed the kitty, put on my running shoes and hit the streets. black tights under black shorts and an underarmer sweater with a bright blue skiing headband. I look like a rock star. Outside, it is somewhere around -4 degrees. My fingers and toes are instantly bitten by frost. I decide to do a 10km run. This was prompted, as most things are, by the slight competitive streak I may have. Wendy mentioned she entered an 8KM race on January 1st- yes New Year's Day- and finished with a time somewhere around 45 minutes. I hadn't ran that far in ages or timed any of my runs to see what my pace was at, so i decided to go for it. At about three kms i could feel the burn in my calves. I haven't loaded up my new iPod yet so i'm running naked (music-wise). Every car that drives by sends a gust of freezing air right in my direction. so awesome, I am having a great time. I finally get down near my  half way point where there's no sidewalk. there happens to be snow in this part of town and the side of the road is super icy. I near-bail a few times. I hit the 5k mark with a smile and turn around and head home.  I started to scuff my feet which is a sure sign my legs are getting tired and lazy, so I ran a bit harder because I heard a rumor that makes your body work harder which makes you less tired. Sounds crazy but it seemed to work. I always get excited at 7-8 kms becuase it's my downhill stretch. The sun had come up so I got a beautiful view of the mountains and ran super fast down the hill. Obviously this was tarnished by the side cramp i got. I stood tall (that opens up your stomach and lung area which helps the cramp to ease) and it went away super fast. the last stretch is always the hardest for me. I basically hobble down the street and make it to my building in a slight rage. For some reason it always makes me feel better to swear when i'm done my run. I can barely move at this point, my legs are seizing up. I practically crawled up three flights of stairs. I checked the time as soon as I got in, I had been gone 1 hour exactly. Not bad for my first ten kms back on the running scene. I will note here that I was in major pain for the rest of Sunday and most of monday.  I brought out Foam Roller for the first time in months and went to town on my legs. It hurt like hell but I felt great today. Please note that I have incorproated calf raises into my morning and night teeth brushing routine. Credit is due to Wendy on that one. I can't wait until I'm old and smart like her!