After a chilly warm-up run, we did what any self-respecting boot camp does--jumping jacks. Military style is 1, 2, 3, ONE, 1, 2, 3, TWO, 1, 2, 3, THREE...and so on. We eventually quit counting to conserve our lung power.
We did such an awesome job with that, we rewarded ourselves with plyometrics, including high knees, butt kicks, skipping, running backwards, running sideways, and then with pushups.
Had we gone home without pushups, we probably couldn't have looked at ourselves in the mirror because of the shame. We did them on the missile boxes, so our hands would be warm for the berpies in the grass.
Hill sprints, abs, and stretching rounded out the workout, followed by some diet tips and tips on puke reduction.
Yes, one person's stomach put up a small rebellion, but with a steely look in her eyes, KK just heaved it up and came back for more. I've never seen anyone get back to exercise that fast after throwing up! She did awesome! At least 3 other people admitted to be on the verge, but were able to fight it off.
By Thursday, the feeling will be lessened, and will keep being reduced with each session as the body adapts to the extra acid and can naturally buffer against the influx.
Great job, Boot Camp! I was very impressed with everyone there, and hope to see even more people on Thursday!
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