I have been working with my friend and colleague here at Bush-Field to improve his English and computer skills. We were talking last week that we would both like to be in better shape. So we decided to axe the computer lessons and start working out instead.

Today was our first workout. I was expecting a stretching session–a gentle sort of let’s-get-back-into-a-routine-or-something session. What I got was a high energy, kickboxing, and calesthetic boot camp session. It was wicked!

A little known fact about my Spanish friend: he used to be an ace kick boxer in Mexico. So, instead of gentle stretches and planning future workouts and laughing at our inflexibilities, we first jumped (quite literally) headlong into a 45-minute cardio kickboxing workout.

I feel awesome. I am so completely uncoordinated and I think I probably look like a frog in a blender trying to kick and punch and crunch at the same time. And my body doesn’t bend in the way it’s supposed to bend. And I can’t punch with one hand and block with the other and do a little dancy thing with my feet–all at the same time. I am definitely out of my comfort zone, but I guess I will be working it.

We decided we were going to stay after work three times a week and do our boot camp calestetics down by the barn. So, if you see me hobbling around Petaluma in the next three months, you’ll know why. Smile. Say hi. Be encouraging. I’m going to need all the help I can get.