Alarm set for 4:05, gym clothes layed out in the closet. I was ready to go! Pumped!
I survived my first day at Boot Camp and it wasn't as bad as I thought. It was worse! We started out running around the entire park wearing weight vests, followed by push ups, jumping jacks and then another lap in our vests! Fun.
If that wasn't fun enough, I also carried a log while lunging and squatting up and down a hill. I even got to pull a tire up and down a hill with a partner! WooHoo! I AM AN OX!
Today, I dragged my friend Beth along with me to give Bikram Yoga (AKA "Fire Yoga" according to wikipedia) a try. I should explain that I had walked in to check it out about a year ago and found out that it is yoga in a 105 degree room, no thanks...
Yet here I was, attempting it anyway. I am a desert rat. I can handle the heat, NOT!!!! I was dripping wet after two minutes. I could feel sweat dripping down my scalp, in my ears, and other unmentionable places. It was probably the most uncomfortable 90 minutes (YES, 90 minutes) of my life. The heat was oozing out of the rubber mat floors along with the stench of mildewed sweat from who knows who? What was I thinking?