Vegas?

No I did not go party it up in Vegas like the title may suggest :-) I will get to the title later, but for now I must talk about the bootcamp class I did with my mom the other night.

Coach has me lifting or yoga-ing each week and I know she would really like it if I decided to lift instead of yoga-ing every session. I promised her in my training peaks that I would hit the weights, but I really don't like the gym. Being inside... working out, just does not suit me. It never really has, I have ALWAYS been an outdoor kind of girl. Now you may be thinking that isn't yoga indoors?!? Yes, I know it is... BUT I seem to do better doing something I don't really like when others are all doing the exact same thing all around me - can you say competitive? I also go to a different kind of yoga, its not S-L-O-W, its called Power and its HARD, plus we listen to really loud, really good music the entire class and the guy (yes its a dude teaching the class) who teaches the class is a hoot - I almost don't mind going... HA HA.

Okay, so in order for me to hit the weights I tagged along with my mom to one of her bootcamp classes at her gym. I figured the class would be a great way to get a full body weight workout and the class sounded super similar to the functional lifting I am supposed to be doing. I met up with my mom and headed to the class. When the instructor walked in I had to laugh - he was shorter, a bit squatty, VERY tan and big muscles.

First thing was first, my mom had to tell everyone I was her daughter and I was training for a triathlon... yep, not ironman... "a triathlon!" She was funny. Then I learned that we needed A LOT of gear for this class. A mat, a light bar, a heavy bar, a light set of dumbells, a heavy set of dumbells, a bosu (which the instructor called a half moon and I thought he needed to learn his lingo correctly if he thought he was going to teach me anything.. lol), a ball and a thingy (ok.. i don't know the lingo for what that is called) for the ball to sit on so it doesn't roll all over the place. To warm up we had to run circles around the room, then we did lunges, then more lunges while holding a medicine ball over our head and finally more running circles around the room. Once the "warm-up" was over we starting on our legs. More lunges, some other stuff that I can't remember and then the arms. Some of the arm stuff was while standing on the half moon (bosu) and other were on the full moon (exercise ball). After arms we went back to legs and everything was pretty easy for me until we stuck one leg on the bosu and the other in front of us while holding dumbells and lunging... I got shaky leg syndrom and I was loving it - make it hurt! After shaky leg syndrom we moved on to abs and WOO HEE did I get reminded how week my abs are!!! Man do I have some work to do and I am glad Mr. tan muscles let me know how week my core was. After my abs were beat up we did a low walk (kind of like lunges but you don't come back up, you try and stay really low the entire movement) followed by jogging more circles around the room including a high five from Mr. tan muscles.

All in all I worked hard, got a solid weight workout in and felt better that I had cracked the gym door open again. After the workout my mom started talking about Mr. tan muscles... Supposedly he and his wife used to be strippers in Vegas! HA HA, it totally made sense :-)