I am so excited. I have been trying to get someone to take boot camp photo's for me since I started several months ago, because I cannot take them myself
I did manage to get a few from a friend, but most were unusable.
Timing was everything and finally, my son who now lives back in my town, was able to join me and take some photo's. It also helps that my time slot has changed from 6.30-7.30 am originally to now 7.30-8.30 am. Most folks don't like getting up at the crack of dawn and taking photo's in the dark is a pain because of the flash going off and disturbing those who don't particularly want to be photographed.
I'm so grateful and thrilled for the photo's, because I have a scrap book going of this lonnnng weight loss journey of mine and all it encountered. These photo's will be added to that book.
One day, I will be at my goal weight and have forgotten the struggle to get there.
For me, its a memory of what I have done to get where I am going.
This is where it all happens, our Botanical Gardens.
The photo's are just randomly placed. I cannot remember which order the exercises get done. Mondays we do mostly cardio...Wednesdays its mostly leg work, and a Friday its a little of everything...make that a LOT OF everything. Friday its a full body work out and gets done at the gazebo. Eight exercise stations get set up and we rotate till we have done them all several times.
We spend x-amount of time warming up and then start. These are toe taps designed to get the heart rate up. Its interval training, so cardio then weights, then cardio then weights till the hour is done.
I also don't know the names of all the exercises, just what they do. This is a 4kg (8.8lb) ball.
It doesn't bounce, we pick it up, go into a full stretch, then slam the ball down on the ground...and because it doesn't bounce, we bend to pick it up and begin again. It's done on time, so you just keep repeating the process till our coach blows his whistle then we move to the next station. The end whistle never comes before my arms feel like they are going to fall off.
This 10kg (22lb) bag filled with sand, gets picked up, put on one shoulder, then hefted over to the other shoulder with a squat in between each change of shoulder. 10kgs gets verrrry heavy after a while I assure you!!
Bunny hops. I was so glad to see these photo's because I always thought I was barely getting off the ground. I honestly thought I was waaay behind everyone else and had to work on my strength factor. Then I saw the photo's and realized that I actually do leap high and keep my body weight on my arms and kick my feet right up to my but and almost at hip height. I was surprised to know this, about this exercise.
Each time we complete a set of exercises, we are set to running around the dam for cardio. This keeps our heart rate up while Rico our trainer changes the work stations so its all different when we return. He puts cards down with numbers and we just follow the number. 1 leads to 2 leads to 3 etc. The cardio rout is beautiful, but hey, who's looking when your feet are pounding and your heart is hammering?
While doing the cardio, above the thunder of our own heartbeats, we hear the constant cacophony of bird song from the Weaver birds building their nests. This is a bird estuary...so there are plenty of varieties all chirping away simultaneously, but the ones I can see while on the run are the weavers.
Cole managed to catch this little one with a piece of grass in its beak to take back to its nest.
I just love this ones expression...its like...ok bird wife, come check out your new home and see if it pleases you...such an intense expression. Jehovah's creations are beautiful.
Double fisted crunch. Sit up as far as I can, then pump the air like a boxer using a pair of 3kg (6.6) weights.
Sit ups with weights. I reaaallly struggle to do sit ups. Don't know if the two cesarean ops I had to give birth make it tough (ripping through the muscles etc) or if 'Im just lousy at it? Haven't really thought to ask those that can do them super well if anyone else had cesareans or all natural births.
Double legged leap from ground up one step. All done on time for 1 minute.
Up, down, up, down, up, down....I've only recently been able to do this also. Priorly, I have had to do them single legged and just stepping up and down - no jumping. My knees are so much stronger now and also happier that I have shed 20kgs. (44lbs)
Then put everything back where it belongs...joys of not yet owning a proper sports bra.
This shouldn't offend anyone...it is what it is. One day I will have lost enough to warrant spending that kind of money. If I had already bought one, it would not fit now after having lost this weight and I'm not done yet. So I just have to manage till I have lost another 10kgs. Fortunately it is a woman's group other than our trainer.
Plank for 45 seconds each, with a short break between each 45 second. This photo taught me that I need to lower my but some more. With my but in the air, I am targeting my arms and shoulders instead of my core and abs. Good to know, because I sure feel like I am in a plank. Its really tough. After a while my entire body shakes like a leaf.
Pull down thing is made of a thick rubber, much like a bicycle inner tube. If you don't watch what you are doing, it snaps back, so you have to pull slowly and make sure you keep the pressure on.
Rico is always hovering in the background, making sure we do things right and keeps us paced. If we slack off...he will speed us up (each one according to their ability). If I am positioned incorrectly, he will change the way I do it and when corrected, SUDDENLY I feel the muscle being targeted. For me its better than gym where I spent a whole year and didn't realize I was doing things incorrectly and wasting my time. This is personal treatment.
Only 8 of us and we all get helped right..yet at our pace and ability.
Push ups. My very worst after cardio. I look like I'm praying....probably am...praying for the pain to end.
Sawing action. One resists and one pulls and you keep going against the pressure from your partner. My partner is almost always my sister and she gives me NO latitude, which is better than a partner who is too kind. Looks like a simple exercise, but its tough and uses many upper body muscles in my arms, back, shoulders, including the abs.
We do 10 sawing actions, then squat and repeat till the whistle is blown.
Rico has little things he says on a regular basis that have me laughing....like when someone moans about how hard it is, his response is..."do I look like I care?" or "all I hear is blah blah blah...DO IT, DO IT NOW."
Skipping. Such a simple thing to do, yet for months I could SIMPLY NOT do it. My weight, and injured knee just didn't allow the impact of the jump-land action. I also kept getting my feet tangled. I was useless. Today, for the very first time...I managed to skip..could it have been the camera in my face - or just getting stronger? Liz, one of the ladies who came from the early morning group to this one, knew that I couldn't skip. In this photo she is saying "hey girl, you're skipping." A personal achievement.
We get regular water breaks and a moment to catch our breath.
It's often at this point that I'm soooo tired, I think to myself....I could make a break for it now and run away and never come back.
I never do run away, and I always do return each alternative day...succor for punishment. But it is an awesome kinda punishment.
Step backs. Another gadget attached to the ceiling. You step back and then jump into the air while doing a flying change with your legs. Its all upper body strength. You literally haul your body up by your arms. Its murder for me, since I have more body weight than anyone else in the class which is no ones fault but my own of course.
Cole managed to catch my feet both off the ground at the same time.
It's verrrry tiring but then I did read a cute thing which said "sweat is evidence of fat cells melting" yeah come onnnn....melt!!
We do regular weight lifting. My regular weights are only 1.5kg (3.3) each so that's 3kgs (6.6) Our trainer, Rico, wants me to upgrade.....but I'm nearly dying with these??? Ah well, that's what makes him the trainer and me the slave...oops did I say that out loud?
There is a medical mound where everything planted can be used for medicine. It's not that steep to look at, till you have to run up and down for 1 minute intervals. Two people are set against each other where one runs up, the other down and they try not to let the other lap each other.
And just when I finally think I hate the very name Rico...stupid, silly sounding name and a spiteful, horrid man at that...its time for cool down exercises and I just love the guy all over again.
Stretching and then its over for another day.
Another day done and dusted. We pack up and head to the other little creatures that live in the water and feed them old stale bread. There are Egyptian geese.
Even some turtles basking in the sun come for their share of the bread.
Who knew stale bread was so yummy
After that, there is nothing left except to walk our way back to where the cars park. Its a beautiful walk and luckily most of it is in the shade. No one talks, we walk in exhausted silence.
This is my boot camp playground.
This particular day our trainer got TRULY mad at some of the women. Thing is he is really a nice young man. Tall, passionate, trim and thoroughly decent. When he makes a comment like "we are working on our summer bodies" someone ALWAYS feels the need to make sexual jokes about him wanting to look at them...I mean come on.
B..its not called for
C..hes old enough to be our son.
Usually, he just ignores them with a steely silence. But today someone made a sic joke about him being hard on us because his wife (who has just had a baby) didn't give him any....he stripped and yelled "leave my wife out of this!!!" I dont blame him. When I got home, I found this message on my fb page......
"Hi Celeste', was it your son there this morning? He must think I'm a crazy person because of my little meltdown, sorry about that. You and Gale always work hard and I like that."
AAAH HE RECOGNIZES THAT WE WORK HARD.....ISN'T THAT AWESOME. I really dont mess around.
His group advert says "SHAPE UP OR DIE TRYING" love that.
Good news is, I'm shaping up, not dying.