Boot Camp: The Return. The Saga Continues. The Revenge. Version 2.0. Boot Camp, Too! etc., etc., etc.,

I did it.
6:30am - I was on the floor of Refine Fitness, doing jumping jacks, squats, push-ups, kettle bell swings, TRX pull-ups and dreaded mountain climbers.
I returned to Bootcamp.
Signed up for 1 month. The month of November.
Three days every week - Monday, Wednesday, Friday from 6:30am - 6:55am.
25 minutes.
But don't let that fool you.
It's 25 minutes of sheer agony and muscle-stimulation.
I was beaten and sweat-drenched, out of breath and destroyed on my drive home.
But, I felt great.
I took one month off from Boot Camp...for whatever reason.
I am not going to make excuses or complain about it.
I just didn't feel like going.
I love Bootcamp. It's difficult to get motivated to go -but I love it, when I go.
And I'm in for the month of November.
I didn't fall too far.
I probably put on a few pounds. How could I not?
I enjoyed myself.
I drank copious amounts of beer. Ate whatever I wanted without a care in the world and did very little physical activity.
So what?
Such is life.
I have one month to reverse it. And I will.
Because I have before. It's just how it's gonna be.

Bootcamp: It's good to be back.
dm.