First Day of "Boot Camp"

This morning was the start of an 8-session, 4-week "boot camp" program I signed up for at work.  20 of us met at 6AM in our corporate courtyard to run though an hour long workout that's become something of a rage these days, I guess.  The timing was right for me since it would come on the heels of my 18-week running-centric (man, I use a lot of hyphens) marathon training program and I knew I would be wanting to do a lot more cross training and strength building.  This was free and seemed like a good opportunity.  The only drawback is I have to leave home by at least 5:20AM to get to work in time for the start.

The trainer is Chris Montoya, though I don't know his resume'.  I couldn't tell if he was prior military, but he seemed to present himself as a boxing or martial arts coach.  I drove up right at 6 and the class was starting, so I missed his introduction.

It was pretty standard stuff, but I enjoyed it.  The calisthenics and plyometrics are pieces of my fitness program that have been missing.  And just getting into something regimented and involving others helps a lot with my motivation. 

Even though I got breathing pretty heavy and was sweating hard, I didn't think the workout was overly taxing.  A couple of the others found their limits, but it seems like Chris is going to run this so that the individual finds his or her limit rather than having a situation where the class is too easy for some and too hard for others. 

It was a very energizing way to start the day and I finished up feeling refreshed.  It wasn't until later in the day that I started to feel the muscles that had been used which I hadn't used much previously.  The pushups were, for me, the hardest.  Not sure how many we did all told, but by the end I WAS feeling like a recruit, pumping out pushups I was too exhausted to pump out. 

I'll do this every Monday and Wednesday until July 12th (not counting the holiday of July 5th).  I still need to figure out what I can handle in terms of swimming, spinning, running and weights.  My eyes are wide and I feel like I want to do it all, but that might just be too much.  I may want to convince myself I'm turning back the clock, but I can just feel that I'm slower to recover and need to incorporate good rest breaks in the routine, else risk burn out, injury or just constant dull soreness. 

According to my new draft weekly workout schedule, tonight would be a time for a light run; but that assumes a no-run Sunday.  I ran yesterday, and a little hard.  At least it felt a little hard on these post-marathon legs.  I'm trying to be diligent about working back into the running routine slowly.  I can definitely feel a deeper sense of leg weariness in the aftermath of the marathon, so I won't run this evening. 

I'll save it for Tuesday AM.  Tomorrow I go back to spin class.  I haven't done that in awhile.

Oh, and I talked to Carl, Will's swim coach partner.  I'm pretty sure I'm going to start up a new month of masters swim next Monday or Tuesday also. 

I'm just full of aspirations.