Boot Camp

So Al and I went to the Y's "boot camp" 7 am class today. I showed up at 7:05, and already, the instructor was calling out Al's name during the exercises. Either Al had been to this class a million times before, or this was a strange crew. I found out soon enough.

Ahead of me was a gray-haired old lady. To my right an old man. Sprinkle in some not too impressive looking ladies and gents and you get the idea. Easy enough, I thought. Until the push-ups, and the medicine ball, and some stupid semi-circular blue thing called a basu and the weight bar, and the step aerobic thing. It was embarrassing when they applauded the new guys so sympathetically at the end.