Bikini Bootcamp Begins

Last week Tuesday, Bikini Bootcamp began. My primary goal is just to make it through class and come out the other end alive. I have no delusions of sporting a bikini for everyone to see. At least not from a fitness class, after cosmetic surgery maybe, but I digress.

Bootcamp is a class where you pay to be tortured, where you run around in various local grassy areas and have your arse handed to you. To do things you never thought your body could do and then when class is over to head home thinking "Why am I doing this again?" The answer? Insanity.

We've had two Tuesday classes so far and Thursdays will be tossed into the mix starting this week, on my birthday, just for fun. Yes, I am spending my birthday getting beat by a trainer. I hope that having my 30th birthday be about working out will somehow rub off on my future as a sign of things to come. A lifestyle I strive to achieve.

There'd just better not be a lot of burpies..