Windmills, Swings, and Get-ups, oh my! Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore. (Well, actually, my "Kansas Rump" —flat and wide just like the state—still is, butt (ha) not for long! We're on the Yellow Brick Road, although it feels like the Yellow Brick Wall as it's certainly an uphill climb.
We survived our second day at Boot Camps To Go. It's all a blur...tires, ropes, kettlebells, pull ups, planks and sweat! Laurel (BCTG) is certainly a good witch...she's put our team on food diaries, meet with a nutritionist, and has provided tons of information on how to meet our fitness goals. But, don't mistake her for a gentle Glinda...she's working us harder than a team of Flying Monkeys!
Can't decide if I'm the Cowardly Lion (I was so nervous I couldn't sleep the night before our first day) or the Scarecrow (my thighs are wondering if I even have a brain). If we do this right, the GTO KO's will be wearing Ruby Bikini's in 88 days. Just keep clicking those kettlebells and think "I want to be fit, I want to be fit..."
Elise "Queen of the Brie"