The words “Boot Camp” bring up visions of new recruits for the military crawling under and over, between, around and through every obstacle known to man as well as a few others thrown in for surprise! So why in the world would I even consider subjecting my body to anything remotely related to a boot camp? Isn’t that what separates the ‘men from the boys’ so to speak?
These were my thoughts whenever my 32 year old daughter Rebekah would mention how much she was enjoying Renton Results Boot Camp. Doing something like that was the farthest from my mind in June when she started training there. In fact I was finding myself becoming a bit resentful of her success and her excitement in reaching goals she had almost given up on. It didn’t help that I was in the midst of adding another 10 pounds to my already "fluffy" girth. It didn’t help that I had decided I was going to try to be happy fat! I didn’t want to hear it—not that she was lecturing me or even indicating I needed to go with her. In fact she continued to encourage me that I was beautiful and helped me accentuate the positives--- [Should I say the pluses? As in plus size? J] with my wardrobe.
However, seemingly hopeless situations demand drastic action. So I arrived at a day the very end of August when I told Rebekah, “I think I’d like to try your boot camp.” The next time she would be going was Wednesday, September 1, 2010. So I tagged along. I could go for a week to see if it was something that would work for me. No money lost if it didn’t!
It soon became apparent that I was the oldest one there. Not only was I twice as old as my 32 year old daughter, there were those who were 5 to 10 years younger than her! I was so grateful to see another lady probably 10 to 15 years my junior! She probably does not know to this day how encouraging she was to me! I really need to let her know!
So let the action begin----did I just say that???? Warm ups were first: 5 exercises of 50 seconds each with 10 second breaks. After the first one I was out of breath. By the fifth one I was dripping wet from sweat and wondering “what in the world have I gotten myself into!!??” The trainers watched me like a hawk. They weren’t going to have a “senior citizen” mess herself up on their watch! I can’t even remember the intervals we did that day. I do remember it was hard! I was exhausted part way through. For a brief second I considered escaping to the bathroom, but on second thought decided that I’d have to come back out sooner or later. Plus, I’d probably have someone banging on the door to see if I was O.K.
Rebekah was so much encouragement telling me “Do as much as you can, Mom. If you can’t do it, just hold a plank.” HOLD A PLANK????? You gotta be kidding! I can’t even hold one for more than a few seconds and it’s a plank from the knees at that! I was to be “plank queen” for quite a few weeks to come! I finished out the boot camp that Wednesday and Rebekah was ecstatic. “You made it through the entire time!” she commended me. My reply? “I didn’t know I had any other option!” Rebekah informed me after the fact that she had seen new people quit half way through and sit at the side curled up hugging their knees! I’m very glad I didn’t know that before hand!
My introduction to boot camp left me exhausted, but wanting more. My body was aching, but it was a good kind of ache! Like muscles waking up from a long sleep. I came back without Rebekah on Friday and again on Saturday. Saturday was a killer work out for me! I was so glad it hadn’t been the first one or I might not have come back! That same week they announced a Back to School Weight Loss Challenge to begin on the 12th of September. Was I in the right place at the right time? So what did I decide? I’ll be back in a few days to share the amazing journey I embarked upon at Renton Results Boot Camp! Thanks for visiting with this "Babyboomergrandma". And until next time, may God richly bless your life.
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