Boot camp definitely showed me who was boss as usual. About halfway through, I'm usually like, now whyyyy would I do this? The answer is simple. I don't know.
Today was all indoors, because it was 27 degrees this morning. Had we done suicides in the parking lot, I most likely would have committed suicide. Haha small joke, nobody needs to call the mobile crisis unit. Anyways. We did the standard warm up with some jumping jacks. Then. There were literally like 482 stations today. Maybe I'm overestimating. But Jennifer and I started with kettlebell swings, per her demand but that was a good call because they're ridiculous and I even took the smallest bell because my will to survive took over. We did swings, cleans and presses, these weird cable things that I actually like, which I feel like I wasn't doing it right haha. I assume he would have told me had I been THAT wrong but idk haha. Then some slams, these things on a step, pistons with effin 15lb weights, then squat And press and then this thing I don't remember what he called but it was you get on all 4s on a bench, then you hold opposite hand and opposite leg out for 40 seconds. There is too much of me to balance on that bench! Imagine the Loch Ness monster trying to balance like that and you have me during that particular exercise. It wasn't pretty. I also hit myself in the head with a medicine ball during the slams. We did slams yesterday, and my arm muscles were protesting, and when I went to slam above my head, I lost my grip and hit myself haha. I don't think it knocked any sense in to me haha. Ohhhhh my life. Grace definitely isn't my middle name. That's fo' sho. Look at me being ghetto. It took me like 4 tries on my phone to type that. Stupid autocorrect. Apparently ghetto/street slang isn't a recognized language by Apple. Their loss. Anyways. The general theme of boot camp with me is that I may not (definitely not) be the strongest and I may not be/sure as hell aren't/ the fastest but I'll be damned if I'm not trying my hardest.
I need a nap, something awful. I woke up like 15 minutes before my alarm and I KNEW if I didn't stay up, I would have never made it this morning. So I watched tv in my bed which is a rate occasion. I can only do it when it's daylight outside or I have my light on. Paranormal activity 1, scared the living daylights out of me. I saw that like legit 3 years ago and there was a scene with the tv and ill spare you the details as I am trying to not ruin my ability to sleep at night again, but I watched this lady on public access tv exercising. She was literally like 75 and she wasn't doing anything slow enough to make it count and she just kept talking about how she used to eat 300 calories a day when she was a secretary. I'm not sure why I didn't change the channel but for a 20$ donation you can get a copy of any workout she's done you want (I'm almost positive it will be a VHS). She also had the biggest hair I've ever seen and she had on weighted ankle things and ballet shoes on.
I need to stop picking at these callouses on my hands. I've made my hands 10x more sore than they need to be. Ugh. I'm so weird.
Anyways, I'm going back to bed. I have reading to do. Apparently Star Wars is a book. I'm downloading the preview on iBooks right now. So we'll see if I'm a real nerd by the end of the weekend or not. I think the real answer is you're already a nerd. To that I say, whateva! I'm out!
Oh. P.s. I changed the layout on my blog because I was real sick of the other one but I kinda hate this one too. But I can't hit "share" anymore. I have to get the twitter link and copy it to Facebook. It's a mess, so if it looks different that's why. I doubt anyone noticed, but I'm OCD and I did. And I felt the need to apologize haha. So to all of my 5 faithful readers. Sorry. Haha I'm in such a weird mood right now. Okay. This is really the end.
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