Bootcamp

A co-worker of mine, Amy, goes to a bootcamp class every morning. I had expressed some interest in going, so on Wednesday, which was bring a friend day, she invited me along. I set my alarm for 5:20 am and managed to actually get up when it went off. The bootcamp was in Piedmont Park. I got there at 5:45 and it was still dark out. It had rained pretty hard on Tuesday, I’m talking heavy downpour, and although it had basically stopped by Wednesday morning, the ground was soaked. The class started around 6 am. There were several instructors and they would have us jog to an area of the park, then do some sort of workout, then get up and jog to a different area, do a workout there, etc. I went into it thinking that it couldn’t be that hard, I mean, I’d run a marathon and all. (Even if that was 2 years ago!) Umm, I was wrong. It kicked my ass. There were some exercises that I couldn’t even do. At the end of the class, the last thing we had to do was run up and down a hill five times. I was dead last. All in all, it was pretty awesome.

The problem is that it’s $350. $350 that I don’t have for a bootcamp. Maybe if I really needed to get in shape for something important, I would save up, but now, I just can’t. Damn, cause I would have a rockin’ body if I could.

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