OK, I stand culturally corrected. Coach Joe was obviously a figment of my fearful and stereotypical imagination. Coach Jay (not Joe) was neither 5'7 nor an athletic Popeye the Sailorman type. Jay is an extremely fit, good looking energetic cheerleader. I say cheerleader because anyone who can motivate me at 7:15 for extreme calisthenics is pretty amazing. He loves his job. For me, it is one of my, if not #1, top ten worst jobs I could ever imagine for myself. Waking up early to motivate others to be the best they can be? I'd rather scrub pots and pans at a Korean bbq restaurant.
We arrived at the meeting place to find that the group consisted of only three people, including us! It was like having a personal trainer. We jogged to various parts of Lake Merritt park and stopped to do various strength and stretching exercises. Some exercises were from swimming training, sumo wrestling (!?) and some were from basketball. Squirrels huddled nearby munching on peanuts. Geese eyed us as if we were unwelcome guests on their territory. The time flew. I'm a bit sore, and probably will be more so tomorrow--or later today-- but you can't beat an endorphin rush that early in the morning!
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You know, this almost makes me want to sign up for boot camp...almost.
boot camp today
beijing tomorrow
what's next for the intrepid
penny??
hangliding over hanoi?
louge in london??
kyaking in kansas??
boot camp with geese and squirrels. i'm intrigued and frightened...
no need for fright lunargirl, at least there were NO pigeons in sight!
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