First Day of Bootcamp

So I went to Bootcamp for the first time today. . .

and all I got was a butt-kicking, super sweaty workout.

I'm still deciding whether or not I liked it.  More on that in a bit.

First, I decided to take a full body pic today, my first day, and then compare it in a month's time.

In a month, when Bootcamp is up and done, I'm going to take a pic in these same clothes and then compare them side by side.  We'll see if there's any major difference.

I was dreading walking in because I did not know what to expect.  I had an idea, of course, but we all know that preconceived notions are not always true.

Ok, so I walk in, and the girl has me fill out some paperwork, pay up front, and then she told me to pace myself.

Yup, this was going to be interesting. The warm up was jumping jacks, high knees, sprints in place, and speed rope.  Then he had us do suicide runs, skaters, pushups, spiders, burpees (evil fucking things) and tire runs.

Jesus Christ.  I was sweating halfway through the warm up.  My outer knees were sore as hell from yesterday's Tabata workout.  Ditto my quads and glutes.  This did not bode well.

Next, there were 4 "stations" that we had to rotate every 3 minutes.  High box climbs, crunches with glute bridges, bear crawls (This ain't CrossFit!!!), walking planks, running ladders (I think that's what they're called), mountain climbers falling into pushups, upright rows with a resistance rope or band, pullups using something called an Equalizer, diamond pushups, and more freaking burpees.  434 calories burned.

I'm 3 hours out from this damn Bootcamp class, and I'm already feeling it in my biceps and triceps.  ALREADY.

It was hard.

It was brutal.

WTF??  What the hell have I gotten myself into?

What in the name of all that is holy and sancrosanct gave me the brilliant idea that I should do this?

Why didn't anyone try to convince me otherwise?

Why do I look like an epic hotmess in this pic?

Where is my common sense?

Why do I keep asking pointless questions?

"Nussing" makes any sense lately.

I will not be able to walk tomorrow.  Those skaters were totally killing me.

I will not be able to raise my arms over my head tomorrow.  Way too many pushups, pullups, and upright rows were done tonight.  That is wrong, just wrong.

I'm not sure how I will survive the next 4 weeks.  I am planning on going Mondays, Weds., & Fridays. Tuesdays, Thursdays & Saturdays I'll be going to Bikram.

God help me.