It’s just too cold for Texas.
I seem to remember a time when I got mad at it being too warm during winter months. Now I’m annoyed because it’s too cold. Boot camp is probably my main reason for this because it totally sucks working out in weather that requires long underwear and makes snot come out your nose in gallons per minute. Seriously, I think I’ve lost 5lbs in snot over the past week. It doesn’t help that I also got a cold the day before EXTREME boot camp started last week. So having a cold plus cold weather equals a really snotty towel, face, and sweat shirt sleeve.
What is EXTREME boot camp, you ask? It’s regular boot camp, except, well EXTREME. No holding back on the EXTREMENESS either. I should have written in this blog about it last week, when I remembered exactly what we did each day, but the weekend already made me forget. So I’ll just tell you about the day I wanted to die most:
It didn’t start out great, due to diabetes being an idiot. My blood sugar was something like 40mg/dl when I got up–in other words, way too low. So I needed sugar before I could leave. Decided the idea of glucose tabs so early in the morning made me want to puke, so I opted for juice.
Well, I check the temperature before I leave and it said it was 50. However, this was the morning the insane cold front from hell was blowing in to town, plus I heard the wind outside, so I knew it wasn’t going to feel like 50. Sure enough the temperature starts dropping the minute I get there, and with the wind blowing at 8 million miles per hour, it feels like 20 degrees. Oh yeah, and it’s drizzling outside. Or just wet all over. Not raining, really. But annoyingly wet none the less.
Then after warm up he tells us what we’re doing for the day. Eight 400 meter intervals! Eight! In barf-worthy weather!
By the 6th interval, I wanted to die. At one point my feet and lower legs were completely soaked, both my shoelaces came untied despite double knots, my pants were falling down because they were heavy from the wetness, my hair was falling out of it’s holder, snot was pouring down my face and I think I drank a good cup’s worth, and my stomach hurt to hell from that stupid juice I had to drink!
But it was worth it in the end because I made it through and now I’m stronger for it. Blah blah blah. In any case, regular boot camp started back this morning (EXTREEEEEME was only for one week), and it was pie by comparison.
By the way, my plan is to make use of this web site again. Really. Except, I’ve come to the realization that while I still play The Sims, I do not think I will be involved with it online like I once was, and therefore the overall topic (and hopefully soon the design) of this site will change. Archive that old Sims stuff anyway. If I ever get around to it.
