Hello Bootcamp
I’m glad I finished you off today. You forced me to get out of bed at 6.00am two mornings a week for the last 6 weeks. Do you know how hard that is for a woman my age with absolutely no excercise motivation.
Yeah, I know you’ll tell me what they all do: “you’ll feel great”,”you’ll get a new lease of life” “think of the weight loss”. Hello, I don’t care… well, that’s not the complete truth, I do care. I do care that I’m now fatter that at any time in my life. I do care that I’m now at that ‘invisible’ age. I’m only likely to get checked out now if I’m walking down the street with my daughters. I know someone does love me, but does he really see all of me? Anyway Bootcamp, I’m glad to be rid of you. Those 4 kilos I lost hardly make a difference. And yeah, my skin looks great. But hey, I’m never gonna call you my friend. Goodbye bootcamp and hello savignon blanc. God, I’ve missed you!
Loserlou