I was kinda giddy off how easy boot camp was yesterday. Boom warned me not to expect the same sort of workout for today. He was right, but not necessarily because Instructor W was back, but because some of the people in boot camp are wimps. There is one girl in particular – M – who is young (21! 11 years younger than me!) and should be in shape, or at least be able to run 3 miles without stopping… but that is too much to ask, evidently…
Here is Boom’s perspective:
“The girl in question openly sobbed today it was ridiculous. We ran out to Wescott and back. Maybe 2.5 miles. It felt like we were keeping a 25 min/mile pace so that we could finish as a group and keep M with us. Nevertheless she fell back 4 or 5 times. When we got back we were instructed to get wet and sandy in 4:30 – which we failed because M was dragging. He made us do it again and we finished in 4:18. Only because the group pushed her hard to move it. Then he said sprint to the end of the lot and back. Probably 350 yards out. She said “noooo. uh uh uh uh.” It was one of the more pathetic things I have ever heard or seen. The instructor encouraged her to quit and join the YMCA.”
She seems to be really high maintenance and just not fit at all. We literally were shuffling along – I think I saw a turtle walking down the sidewalk pass us!
And then Instructor W had us carry around medicine balls and 2 logs. Yes, logs – that used to be trees. It was very random. We were supposed to hold medicine balls above our heads – and the worst part about that was they were dripping water and that was running down my head, which was gross. We, the boot camp team, couldn’t pull it together enough to run circles around the parking lot with the logs and med balls, so we had to put the logs and balls into the quagmire, and push the logs and balls while low crawling. We were probably low crawling for half an hour! It was gross, as parts of the quagmire really smelled like a horse’s bottom (ewww!).
My shoes stinks so badly now that when I have them on I can even smell their odor when I am standing up straight! Paying to get yelled at and slog around in the quagmire – fun times.