6am.
Cold. Frosty. Down by the river.
My question is - in whose insane reality was doing bootcamp a good idea????
It was hard in some ways - in other ways not as hard as I remember.
The hill runs killed me. (and my calf muscle really started protesting)
And doing pushups on the grass that was still covered in frost.
I did ok the first 3/4. The end I really died.
And David (instructor) - really seemed to enjoy this. Sadist. What a welcome back. To torture us and enjoy it!
That first coffee of the morning was good tho!
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