We began our second week of boot camp tonight and it was grueling.
We had several new people join our group but I noticed that Coach “T” was spending more time with my team – made up of golden oldies like Marie, me, and Cary Hardin.
I thought surely I would die during most of the session, but I didn’t. Coach and his assistant, Pruitt, took us through our paces shouting words of encouragement. After doing 15 push ups, Coach said “Now how many women in Starkville have done that tonight?” Probably none if they are sane.
We did something called Icky kicks and Burpees – coaches have crazy names for every move.
We did 16 sets running up and down the football bleachers and had to lunge walk back to the starting point after each set.. That’s when my scalp started to tingle.
But I must say, now that I survived the first week, I’m feeling pretty copasetic. The high I’m on is better than a box of chocolate chip cookies. Besides Marie and I have our 45th class reunion in August. We plan to be buff.