The phenomenon of attrition at boot camp is pretty fascinating. Today we counted 16 women present. 32 people are registered for the class. Everyone who registered paid either $300 (for all five days per week) or $200 (3 days/week) to join. It’s a four week program – you do the math (or let me do it for you: it’s about $15 a session).
I’ll maintain that this is an absolutely wicked bargain. During 2005 I paid $60/hour for personal training and usually had 2 or 3 sessions per week. Sure, the sessions were more customized for my specific goals (arm and back strength – maximum pull-ups possible for the purpose of beating my sister in a contest), but the costs added up fast. I made a lot of sacrifices to pay for those sessions – more sacrifices than I feel like making these days. Still, I need a way to get an intense workout with great results and boot camp has been the perfect answer.
We pay money for this pain. We pay money for this structure. We pay money to pick Daniel’s little muscley (but very brainy!) brain for nutrition advice and whatever else we need help with. He’s there for us, he pushes us, and he kicks our asses. He’s keeping up his end of the bargain.
So why is half the class MIA?
He’s pulling his hair out trying to figure it out – and not just becuase he’s thinking about dollars (they’ve already paid, he has the money in the bank) – but because he’s really passionate about helping people create important and significant change in their lives. It’s not just about bodies, it’s about the way your mind begins to shift when you start to take control of your health. It’s about the way it makes you feel – about that self-love that rushes through you. That is an under-rated sensation, I promise you. It’s the best kind of drug.
What makes you stay in bed at 4:30 in the morning when your alarm goes off? Sure, you’re tired. Of course you are. Are you insane? It’s 4:30 in the morning. Fight it. Get out of bed. All you have to do is show up.
On my most challenging psychological days I lay in bed in the morning and give myself a million reasons to stay there. “I deserve a little break.” “My body needs a little healing time.” “The extra two hours of sleep will be better for me than boot camp.” “Sleep is so important.”
In the end I reason with myself. How hard is this really? All I have to do is get up, get in my car, and present my body to the group. Hell, my mind doesn’t even technically have to be there in the beginning (it will always follow, of course). All I have to do is show up and I am going to have this dude instructing my every move for an hour. How brainless is that? That can’t be hard. I’m going.
And it’s true. Just show up.
When you get there, you’ll be glad you did, and your body will remember where it is and why it’s there, and it will wake up.
Daniel is a stand-up guy and I rely heavily on his energy in the morning. I get there with nothing and tap into whatever he has for me. Gradually, as we wake up together, the group creates an energy of its own and you begin to feed on those around you.
Accountability. One of the biggest factors in all of my success and absolutely the only way that I was able to truly transform my body in 2005.
Just show up.
People are expecting you.
People are waiting there to motivate you.
All you have to do is show up.
Get out of bed.