The Day from Shell....

I'm just guessing here, but when you walk into boot camp and hear death metal- it isn't going to be a fun day. Well, that is what happened on Tuesday- or what we will call "the day from sHELL".

My body is having a hard time adjusting to working out 2-3 times a week and then going 3 days without a workout. So, Tuesday felt "off" to start. I was so tired, I was achy, and I didn't have a pep in my step (haha- as if I ever do at fo-fo-fi in the morning). At any rate, we arrived at boot camp to hear Five Finger Death Punch or something playing songs about pain, death, and probably mass murders. I'd tell you for sure, but I couldn't understand a single word of the screaming music.

We started with ten minutes of running. I walked. I still can't quite get to a running point yet. Honestly- I tried to jog and felt like I was going to explode. My legs hurt SO bad. It's like 250 pounds were crashing down on my knees or something. Hmmm. So, I walked really fast. My goal was to stay at least 1/2 a lap ahead of the geriatrics who were walking, and I did it! Yeah me!! Of course, I was lapped by my classmates (who aren't geriatric), but the nursing home group stayed at least 1/2 a lap behind me. I'm counting that as success. Also, it looks like my mile is going to beat my previous time of 16 minutes. Holla!

After our 10 minutes, sHELLey announced that she hadn't had a great past few days. Duh. I mean, really? Death metal is never a sign of joy and happiness. So- we were glad to work it out for her. We spread into our little squares and she divided up the terrific trio (these are 3 friends who are all soooo fit and she always separates them. I don't know why, but I do know one of them is Freedom...). We didn't some seriously torturous exercises back to back for 30 seconds each: mountain climbers, push-ups, jumping jacks, jumping squats, lunges, planks, hovers, and the soulja boy because we did superman that h, and who knows what else. Supposedly we then went to 25 seconds on each exercise, but I know she was lying. I am going to have to get an exercise watch. I think we went to 55 seconds each. I was sweating so bad and well, Chinese Water Torture has nothing on these exercises. If this was an infomercial, I would tell you- BUT WAIT- THAT's NOT ALL!

Then we were lined up and did exercises and had to exercise, then jog, then exercise, and on and on. I remember that one exercise is the "head, shoulders, knees, and toes" one only because I sang the song while people did it. I jogged in place while others jogged around the room and smiled and laughed. I was crying on the inside. BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!!!

Then we did the DKL. This is what my favoritest principal in the world, Keith, did with students when they misbehaved. The invisible chair. Yes indeed. We all lined up and sat against the wall in the invisible chair while one person did crunches, then they had to run to the other wall, then the next person did crunches (hello domino?). Before your crunches and after, you were in the invisible chair. If you've never done this, get off your butt now. Go to the wall, and slide down until it is like you're in a chair- without one. Sit there for about 4 minutes and then tell me how you feel. IT SUCKS. It's sHELLacious.

My legs still hurt today, I was visiting a school and for real prayed that they had close parking so I didn't have to walk up a hill. I took my dog for a walk tonight and thought my legs might fall off. If I have one leg at Attack tomorrow, it isn't my fault.

Holy crap. I almost forgot to tell you about the end of class. That would have been a travesty. So...then we do isometrics? Anyway, we had to try to do a plank and lift a leg and an arm and holy moly. I looked like a grasshopper when you rip its legs off. It was so funny...maybe even funnier than the praise Jesus exercise we do. If I were the teacher, I'd totally plant a hidden camera in their and sell that stuff to a tv network.

So- that was our day from sHELL. I think we are like 1/2 done. AND...I finished my 24 day cleanse today. HOLLA! I thought I had more time, but I am so not complaining. Tomorrow is my Reese Cup day. I'm stoked. I can now eat everything (in moderation) and watch my calories.

Tomorrow morning is Body Attack and my apartment hopes it provides me as much energy as last week so I will clean again :) I hope so too- I like a clean apartment ;)