Six weeks of boot camp
Laura Peacock has decided to to do the hard yards in pursuit of fitness at a boot camp full of exercises with names like prisoner squats and grave diggers.
A few weeks ago I dusted off my exercise equipment and found my relatively unused gym card.
This was largely out of fear for what I am about to do.
This week I began my six-week boot camp with Fierce Fitness.
Instructor Rachel Dombroski has the mammoth task of training me, along with eight other women who want to improve their fitness.
The classes held twice a week in Hamilton East are not designed to be a walk in the park, challenging both cardio and muscular endurance.
Boot camp started with cardio fitness tests including a 2k run, crunches, push-ups and squats. Which was a huge slap in the face really.
But it is important to be able to look at how awful you were in the beginning and hopefully see some massive improvements.
I am still in awe of those freaks at high school who could out-run the beep test CD.
The thing I love about this boot camp is that it isn’t heavily focussed around weight loss.
Dombroski places more importance on getting fit and being healthy, rather than looking at numbers on a scale.
I have struggled to keep a straight face while telling people about this boot camp. This could be because currently I only use my exercycle if we run out of seats in the lounge. Or because I am vertically challenged and not built for speed, or let’s face it, endurance.
My family wonder what possesses me to do such a genetically unnatural activity. To be honest I’m not entirely sure. I guess it is just amusing to challenge my lack of god-given athleticism and attempt to invent some of my own.
Thursday’s session was a colossal amount of suicide planks, prisoner squats and grave diggers.
Believe me, they are as awful as they sound.
But I am hereby promising that I, Laura Peacock, will complete the Fierce and Fit Boot camp or forever be publicly scrutinised.
My usual strategy of “winging it” will unfortunately not work in this case. I mean you can’t pretend that you are fit.
Follow my weekly instalments of embarrassing photos as I no doubt struggle, but eventually (hopefully) become fit and healthy.
