Preworkout blues: Shoes. check. propel check. Jitters check. Change in the locker room. Stow your stuff. Smile at the cute girl waiting outside the door. Make small talk. Turns out this is her first outdoor session. Winner. It also turns out she did three of the indoor sessions earlier. Bummer.
6:00-6: 15 PM: Assembling at the entrance to the gym, John calls out to run towards the courthouse. A slight wind chill permeates the north end as the 12 of us jog in place not to lead the cold get the better of us. John leads the way, breaking into a slight jog down Valenti way, crossing Merrimac street, as we enter the courtyard of the courthouse. A sheen of sweat appears on my arms as John makes us line up on the grass to commence our warmups. Buttkicks, Squats, hops, stretches and fast paced walks follow.
6: 15-6: 30 PM: John instructs us to run to the Boston Commons. Running along Cambridge Street, my breathing quickens while turning onto Tremont Street. As my heart starts pounding harder, I gaze at the ugly excuse for the Mayor's office, while avoiding the people on the streets. The run is harder than expected, I think, as I cross the Granary burying ground, where Benjamin Franklin was laid to rest and gaze at the lights of the Beantown pub across the street. I feel the beginnings of a snitch on my left stomach, but I keep running. I cross the lights at the intersection of Park Street and Tremont St, almost getting hit by an eager denizen on his way home.
We arrive at the base of the Soldiers and Sailors Monument, where John instructs us to drop down and give 20 squat thrusts and then run on top of the hill to do 30 jumping jacks. This is followed by mountain climbers, pushups, dips and other profanity spewing workouts which pump the juice out of your joints with every step up and down that hill.
We pause for a water break. A long 30 second break to replenish lost fluids. We file up and jog around the corner along the length of Park Street where we do army style sprints. Your lungs fill out as you huff and puff and my legs are about to give up and I can taste the bitter bile at the back of my throat, then its my turn to sprint.
6: 30-6: 45 PM: We cross the Boston common to Walnut street and run up the hill. My snitch is getting worse as I cross the state house and descend on to Cambridge Street, where we turn left and reach St. Russell Street. 3 runs up and down the steepest slope of the hill leaves you wanting for more.
6: 45-7: 00 PM: We run across Cambridge street back to the court house where we do two laps up and down the 4 flight of stairs. We reconvene at the base to do another high intensity squat thrust routine and stretches before John tells us how horrible a job we have done and asks us to scram. I scram, my lungs hurting, my legs heavy and a heady feeling of accomplishment.
3 comments:
After all this decription, what surprises me is you managed to finish it!!! 'The workout'... The first few days come as a crazy mix of enthusiasm and a paroxysm of muscle pains... :( but yes d feeling of accomplishment is so worth all the work in the end :)
Fascinating, how often are you going to be doing this?
@ RZD: It is pretty intense actually but at the end its such a great workout.
I try to do 4 such workouts a week, but end up doing like 3 or so.
@ Pooja: Its like a class, so you either complete it or get out. At the end, the feeling of accomplishment is amazing.
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