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XTREME 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS 2009

Julia Ledbetter — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 16:35:47 GMT

Hello Xtreme Boot Campers

Share your experience here :-)

One Boot Camper's First Day - Too Funny

Julia Ledbetter — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 03:10:39 GMT

For those of you who don't know, I decided to do something about the 30

pounds

I've gained since we started the biz. Here's how day one of the boot

camp diet

went...

6:30 am: Wake up. Lining of mouth has turned inside out from

dehydration from my

"Last Stand New Year's Drinking Fest" over the last three days.

6:45 am: Look for Little Debbie Snack Cakes. Find that evil, plotting

WTP

(Wife-Type-Person) has purged all the real food.Forced to choose Whole

Irish

Oats instead. No sugar allowed. But I can sprinkle cinnamon on for

flavor.

Joyous, but I decide to pass.

6:58 am: Curse the old man down the street for drinking a diet coke.

6:59 am: Arrive at the office and immediately start looking for real

food.

7:01 am: Curse the WTP for putting me in this horrible situation. No

food

anywhere.

7:12 am: Third glass of water. It tastes like shit. My head is

pounding.

7:25 am: Head back home to eat breakfast with WTP. "Oatmeal and Eggs"

somehow sounds more appetizing over the phone.

7:34 am: I am finished with my 3 tablespoons of newspaper shavings and

hard-boiled egg (white part only) in about 90 seconds. For the first

time ever,

the dogs don't bother with begging food off me.

7:50 am: While WTP is in the shower, I forage for food. Unable to find

any, I

start eyeing the dog food bin.

10:35 am: Seventh huge glass of water. My eyes are starting to leak a

little.

10:45 am: Head to our first "boot camp" class. This is a high-intensity

workout regimen designed to jump start your metabolism and your path to

weight

loss. The instructor is Julia, a competitive body-builder, personal

trainer

and karate champion. She has a lot of energy and is running around a

lot. I

want to punch her in the nose, but I'm afraid she'll kick my ass. I

weigh

in at 200.05.

10:58 am: Everyone seems to know what they are doing. I manage to get

heart-rate monitor strapped on just as class is starting. (It should be

noted

that my target heart rate is 170 High and 127 low.

11:00 am: Before I know what is happening, I am in a room with 8 women

and 1 guy

running in place and doing jumping jacks. I manage to get a glimpse of

HRM just as it passes 158. Curiously, I am the only one that has a

puddle of

sweat beneath me.

11:04 am: Julia is saying things like "gentle warm-up" and "ease into

it" as I start to grow dizzy. I have the coordination of Jabba the

Hutt. When

everyone jumps left, I go right. When they go up, I go down. Julia is

jumping

around like a spider monkey. Target Heart Rate Achieved! The room is

spinning.

11:06 am: During our one minute "cool down" I sneak into the other room

vomit. As I reenter the room Julia is asking if everyone's rate is back

down

to their low side. Mine gets back down to 189 just as i pee all over

myself

from all the water I've been drinking.

11:36 am: I have managed to make it through most of the class by

secretly

stopping every moment the spider monkey looks away. I am skating on the

edge

of death. If Julia catches me, she'll certainly karate-chop my arms

off. That

is if my heart doesn?t bust out of my chest first. My HRM is showing

219. I

think I am hemorrhaging somewhere.

11:43 am: My HRM is showing ERROR just as I start to see a bright light

and hear

the voice of my beloved dead grandmother coming out of the heavy bag.

11:56 am: We go into our "cool down." 16 sets of hamstrings, 12 sets of

squats, too many abs to remember. She should change the name to "Death

Camp."

11:59 am: We all come to the middle like football players and cross

hands. As

everyone shouts "First Day!" I shout "Go to Hell!"

12:15 pm: Arrive home for lunch. The three block drive took 15 minutes

because I

had trouble seeing through the blood in my eyes. MMMMM. I'm hungry.

Tuna

Salad! (Tuna & Egg Whites...No Flavor, errr I mean no Mayo.)

12:18 pm: After finishing my bowl, realize I am licking it clean and

pushing it

across the table with my nose like Abby does with her dog bowl. I drown

shame in a glass of water.

12:50 pm: Look longingly at the Little Debbie Oatmeal Cream Pie wrapper

in my

trash can. Contemplate scraping the wrapper for any food residue.

1:45 pm: Water again.I notice while chewing on a pen that it tastes a

lot like

steak. I secretly savor the flavor while lovingly suckling the pen.

1:47 pm: WTP asks why I have ink all over my face and mouth. I say

"What

Steak?" And shrug my shoulders.

2:24 pm: More water. I'm buying stock in a catheter company.

2:48 Snacktime! I never thought plain lowfat cottage cheese could taste

so good.

I enjoy my two teaspoons for every bit of seven seconds.

3:04 pm: Head to a movie. By now, I hate everyone including the WTP.

3:15 pm: I bypass the popcorn stand and choose to suck on a piece of

sugarless

gum for three hours instead. We're watching "Memoirs of a Geisha." It's

an amazing movie, but it's a little hard to watch when everyone is

running

around looking like those roasted turkeys with feet that Sylvester the

Cat used

to see on the Bugs Bunny show.

6:04 pm: The movie is over, but I have been in the bathroom peeing for

9 minutes

because of all the water.

6:20 pm: We finally head home. I think I have a blister down there from

peeing

so much.

6:50 pm: Time for a "Sensible Dinner" I am so excited.

6:55 pm: I settle in for a piece of lightly seasoned chicken and four

florets of

steamed broccoli(with butter spray). I quietly curse the WTP and offer

to clean

up since she cooked. While she is in the other room, I secretly lick

the

chicken pan drippings. Oh sweet chicken fat with pepper and lemon only.

7:10 pm: As I walk back to the living room, I notice that my legs

aren't

working properly.

8:12 pm: I decide to go to bed as I want to use my remaining energy to

assure

breathing while asleep...drinking water along the way.

9:47 pm: I wake up to go pee and realize my body has been replaced by a

large

beached whale. I crawl to the bathroom and hoist myself up to the

toilet

sitting down to pee as i have no energy to stand.

10:53 pm. Wake up and crawl to the bathroom to get ready for work. I am

on my

knees turning on the bathtub faucet when WTP asks what I am doing.

"Getting

ready for work" I say. "It's only 11:04pm" she says (Yes, it took me 7

minutes to crawl to the tub). "Committing suicide?" I thoughtfully

reply.

"Let me join you she says."

3:41 am: After waking up six more times to pee, I secretly bring a

kitchen

funnel, a dish towel and a roasting pan to the bedroom and hide it

under the

bed. I'm too tired to pull myself into the bed once again, so I lie

down

beside my dog Tipper. He growls at me as I attempt a painful snuggle. I

think

he noticed me eating his dog food.

5:45 a.m. Head to the next class. I weigh in at 198.5. The spider

monkey is

jumping around talking about chocolate protein whey and "kicking it up

notch." I start to inform her about what I'll be kicking up a notch

when I

remember the picture of her on the wall picking up a car.

To be continued...

Gregg Boling :: Partner

Firecracker

203 North Eleventh Street

Nashville, TN 37206

"XTREME" 12 Days of Christmas - 2008

Julia Ledbetter — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 22:39:59 GMT

Hello XTREME Boot Campers,

Feel free to share your "12 days of Christmas" XTREME Experience :)

"XTREME" 12 Days of Christmas

Julia Ledbetter — Sun, 16 Dec 2007 21:07:34 GMT

Hello "Xtreme" Boot Campers

Feel free to comment on your "XTREME" 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS EXPERIENCE :-)

See you Bright and Early

Julia :-)

Boot Camp Friendly Recipes

Julia Ledbetter — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 05:00:00 GMT

Hello Boot Campers,

Please feel free to share your favorite Boot Camp Friendly Recipes. I hope this is the beginning of a boot camp recipe book. With your help I think we can pull this off.

Eat Well and Stay Mobile

Julia :-)

Welcome!

Julia Ledbetter — Tue, 11 Sep 2007 05:00:00 GMT

Got something to say? This is your place!

Please feel free to share you boot camp experience. I appreciate your input so much.

The Birth of Boot Camp

Julia — Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:36:56 GMT

September 14, 2004 our dearest friend Todd Engstrom was killed in action in Iraq. He was such a wonderful person - a son, husband, father and our best friend. We have a hole in our heart and miss him every single day.

Todd was a police officer here in Nashville when he met my husband Levi. He began and continued tactical training with Levi for 12 years. In 2001, Todd was hired by the “entity” and set up camp in Kosovo. After four tours with “Team Mike”, Todd was hired by a private firm to manage the security of “Camp Rock” in Falujah, Iraq. There he established, trained and lead a spec ops group working high risk missions within the Sunni triangle. Tragically, two weeks before his scheduled return to the states, Todd and team were attacked while performing a mission. The attack left Todd dead and three others injured. After Todd’s death, the “Company” contracted Levi to fill the void and take over Todd’s training responsibilities for this special operations team…

This was the birth of My Boot Camp program. I knew Levi, at the age of 50, would need to be in the absolute best shape of his life. We both knew that his life would depend on it. With this in mind I designed a program that did just that. A combination of high intensity interval training coupled with high intensity strength and agility drills. All of this performed with helmet, boots and a 20lb. Flack jacket. His exercise heart rate and recovery rates were recorded on every single drill, for every single workout from October through December 2004. In addition to this 4-day workout with me, he did 3 days of fat burning cardio on his own for one hour, a total of 7 training days per week. He also endured endless hours of tactical weapons training everyday. Levi was in the best shape, mentally and physically, of his life. Mission Accomplished!!! He was ready to go.

During this training period, several of our personal friends joined the workout. They also got fabulous results and felt better than ever. One of our good friends, Roy DePue, got such great results, he suggested that I might redesign the program and offer it to the general public. I took his advice, redesigned the program and began offering it to the public in the summer of 2005. I stayed with the same basic principals used for Levi’s program plus a sensible eating plan for life. The results are a program that takes the average person and turns them into a leaner, stronger, more functional and most of all more confident person. I am so proud of my boot campers.

Again…. Mission Accomplished.

I am not a drill sergeant; I’m a fitness professional. I have been a successful competitive athlete all of my adult life and most of my youth. I have trained successful athletes, 5-year-old children and 65-year-old grandmothers. This is my passion. I truly love what I do. I have been fortunate in my career to have trained with wonderfully gifted teachers “of life”. My hope is that I may pass on a fraction of what I have learned from them. What I have to offer is the same energy, enthusiasm and attention that I would want for myself. My heart and mind are always open for learning. I have a lifetime of knowledge and experience to share with you. If you are willing to be better, I’m willing to help. And I’ll bet we’ll both learn something in the process.

I look forward to seeing you on the boot camp field soon. Eat well and stay mobile!