what day is it
my dog has a hard time with calendars.
he's getting a little ahead of himself....
for the past three weeks i rode by this every morning at 5:40am.
this is what guadalupe looks like this early in the morning from a bike. i was in a self-inflicted "crack me" period. some folks like to call it boot camp. 2 hours a day of pushups, squats, sprinting, running up hills, callestenics (sp i know), medicine balls, more pushups, did i mention sprints?, running with weights, lots of stuff they refer to as core work, and i think i've blocked the rest of it out.
6-8am. thats what i was doing. then to work, then home, dinner, wash my sweaty clothes, feed the dogs and try to be in bed around 10. then do it all over again. groundhog day.
now that its over, i'm glad i did it. while it was going on, it hurt like hell, i iced my knee every day twice a day, and the second week felt like it would never end. but i think that's how it supposed to be. the waiver i signed said something like, "this will hurt like hell. and we dont care." our class dwindled each week. we ended with about 7 less than started. i heard one guy broke his leg. that's extreme to get out of boot camp. but brother, whatever it takes.
so this is my first week as a normal person again. normal prolly isn't the right word.
i finished up some knitting too. and i missed the biggest ride in austin of the year. the annual moonlite cruise. the minute boot camp ended, i got sick. can i take out a hit on the ragweed in austin? does someone specialize in machete work on the side? lemme know.
if you are a scientist, please don't freak out on the lack of accuracy in these items.
2 Comments:
i wish i had the ambition for boot camp. good for you, megan! :)
:-)
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