You see, last night said friends convinced me to join them at their boot camp class. I wasn’t going to go. I really wasn’t. Because, seriously, you guys, there is nothing about the combination of the words “boot” and “camp” that sounds good to me.
But then my friend said the eight magic words that can get me to do pretty much anything I really don’t want to do:
“You could write about it on your blog.”
And that’s how I found myself in a school gym.
At six o’clock in the morning.
While on my vacation.
You know how some things sound really painful and awful but end up being kind of awesome when you actually experience them?
And karaoke in China.
Well, boot camp is not one of those things. It sounds really painful and awful because it is really painful and awful.
I had to do push-ups, you guys!
Do you know when’s the last time I had to do a push-up?
Let me give you a hint: it starts with “n” and rhymes with “ever.”Unfortunately, I had joined the boot camp on the day devoted to working out the arms.
And, well, I can’t say my arms have been getting many workouts lately. Unless lifting food to my face and excessive cat-petting count as working out.
Which they totally should.
And for some reason almost all the exercises we did involved us standing on one leg or thrusting some part of our body in the air that doesn’t naturally go in the air. Because, apparently, standing on two legs while doing stuff is totally wimpy and not boot campy enough.I also had the misfortune of standing next to someone who had been doing the boot camp classes forever and was super good at everything and at one point took it upon herself to remind the instructor that we hadn’t done enough one-legged bicep curls.
Well, doing a bicep curl while standing on one foot may be super hard.
But you know what’s even harder?
Doing all that while resisting the urge to punch the person next to you in the face.
Not that I could have punched her in the face.
Because, seriously, you guys, I couldn’t even feel my arms at that point let alone use them in any useful manner.
(Later my friends told me that she was a super nice person, so I felt kind of bad for hating her. But I just find it hard to believe that anyone that physically fit could be a nice person. I mean, she had obviously been raised by gorillas or trained by our government to kill. Because there’s really no other explanation for someone to have that much upper body strength.)Despite all the one-legged bicep curls, I’m happy to report that I managed to make it through the entire hour-long class without dying.
Or having my arms fall off.
But I’m not so sure I’ll be joining a boot camp class again. Unless I can find classes that involve the lifting of cupcakes and the petting of cats.
Which they totally should.What’s the hardest workout you’ve ever done? P.S. The boot camp class I took was with Belin Sport & Fitness. They didn’t pay me anything to write this post or to make me say nice things about them. Which is probably a good thing as I didn’t say any nice things about them. But I will say that it was one heck of a workout. If you’re the type of person who’s into that kind of thing. P.P.S. Did you fill out my reader survey yet? Please do! It’s much easier than a one-legged bicep curl. PROMISE.