Tonight is my first session of Booty Camp.
I refer to it as Boot Camp,
'cause saying I'm going to Booty Camp makes me sound like a hooker.
I heard about it from an old friend of mine and signed up.
I heard about it from an old friend of mine and signed up.
It's an across-Canada camp for women only,
and it's an hour workout 2 nights a week in the evening,
which is great for those of us who sleep through our alarms on a regular basis.
Not naming names....
This is the link for those interested.
http://www.bootycampfitness.com
This session is SOLD OUT, which is a good sign, right?
This is the link for those interested.
http://www.bootycampfitness.com
This session is SOLD OUT, which is a good sign, right?
I'll try and post updates on how it is
(but we all know I'm terrible at posting on a regular basis).
Key word there is TRY.
I suspect I'll be mighty sore in the morning,
I suspect I'll be mighty sore in the morning,
but as they say, it's a 'good sore.'
Pray for my muscles, please. How bad can it be though?
Pray for my muscles, please. How bad can it be though?
Can't be worse than walking miles on end through New York City
for 7 days straight and contemplating amputating my feet and legs
and hiring someone to push me around in a wheelchair for the remainder of the trip.
Or can it?
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