I started boot camp on this holiday Monday morning at 6 AM. It was everything I expected it to be and everything I dreaded. I loved it! The teacher was hot and totally dominant. (Oh, behave!) The other boot campers were nice and not-too intimidatingly model perfect-looking. And the workout actually did something. (Yes, although I can see that my arms are attached to my body... I can't will them to move for the exhausted life of me.)
There was one thing that troubled me though. Linda, a 30-something looking (which probably means late-40's actually) "LA woman" with bleach blonde hair and the collagen lips to match. She had a baby... yesterday!
And 18 hours later, she's in boot camp. Now that's dedication... or obsessive compulsive self-hatred. Man, I'd hate to be Linda's son during those awkward and undoubtedly babyfat-filled years. I hope Gerber makes a diet mashed peas purée!
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