The phenomenon of attrition at boot camp is pretty fascinating. Today we counted 16 women present. 32 people are registered for the class. Everyone who registered paid either $300 (for all five days per week) or $200 (3 days/week) to join. It’s a four week program - you do the math (or let me do […]
“How hard can it really be?”
That’s the question that I asked myself this weekend. I was thinking about boot camp.
I’ve had a hard time conveying to people how hard it really is. All I know is that it regularly kicks my ass and I consider myself to be in pretty decent shape. […]
When I start to get really stressed out I often have the uncontrollable urge to retreat. Shut and lock the door. Erect social walls. Stop taking phone calls. Cease with all the endless emailing.
I stay in the bathtub longer than I should reading the New Yorker, ZoeTropes All-Story, The Sun Magazine, […]
Boot Camp ended this week and I wanted to run my timed mile in under 7 minutes. That was my goal. I got a chest cold on Thursday morning, the day before the run, but I figured I could still pull it off. I also wanted 60 pushups in the push-up test. […]
I brought my sister to boot camp.
“You’re spending the night?” I asked. (She was coming into town for the evening.) “Great. You can come to boot camp with me.”
My sister is hard core. She played hockey and football with boys until she was 14 years old. Her elementary school principal […]
Dear Boot Camp Diary,
I spent about 75 seconds On Tuesday in a full gymnastic bridge, with my forehead on the ground, back arched, hips high, feet flat on the ground. I have been working into the position slowly. The world was throbbing and bright when I righted myself. Pulsing and vibrant.
Heroin! […]
I got my ass handed to me this morning and I didn’t even have enough left to say, “Thank you.”
I was off. Tired. Tapped.
Monday mornings now come at me with a full dose of dread. More than your usual Monday mornings - these are soul-crushing and ass-kicking with the anticipation of another work […]
I forgot.
I had forgotten how much I love running hills. I mean - I love running hills. Steep, long, whatever. Give them to me. I love them.
We ran a couple today in Boot Camp and my body perked up and said, “Hey. We know what this is…”
In San Francisco I […]
Boot Camp, Week 2
Boot Camp was canceled yesterday so Tuesday night felt like Friday and then last night felt like Sunday. How’s that for confusing?
Luckily, we were back on for this morning and the roads are just melted enough to make me feel comfortable driving. I had my bike all geared up and […]
Boot Camp is one of the hardest things that I have done. And that means something because I thrive on making myself suffer.
I woke up today to sore arms, aching abs, burning quads, glutes on fire. I went to the window to peek outside. It was 4:50am. I had only gotten […]
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