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Boot Camp

Tonight I went to go to Krav Maga class and - surprise! - the instructor didn't show up. This is the fourth or fifth time this has happened, where I show up and either the class is cancelled or the instructor is a no-show. And I was so excited because I hadn't been able to make it to a krav class in so long! I could have gone to yoga instead.

The boot camp instructor invited the krav students (me and three others) to join her class instead, and since the others were going, I said 'why not.' If they had not joined, I probably would have just left because boot camp is not something I'm interested in. There's a reason I avoid those classes.

I partnered up with Carl, the person who let me know that the krav instructor wasn't coming and told me about the boot camp class. He was fun to workout with and had a good sense of humor about the whole thing. He also worked with me in the back room after class to teach me some krav stuff, which was nice of him. I came all the way down there for that, after all.

But the class... Ugh. It wasn't terrible, and I was sweating a lot less than some of the other people (either I'm in decent shape or I wasn't trying as hard as I could have). But it was soooo boring. It obviously works for some people, but it was not my cup of tea. It was just circuit training over and over again for 30 minutes. I didn't see the point in it and wanted to leave, I was so bored. It'd be one thing if it was filled with unconventional activities, but I'm so sick of burpees and squats.

The only people I could see this appealing to is those whose primary goal is losing weight or those who do not have a sports hobby of any kind. That is not me. I'm in this to get strong and enjoy my new hobbies, and weight loss is just an aspect along the way that is affected. I'm doing this because I legitimately love boxing, pole dancing, krav maga, weapons, etc. I have no desire to do circuits just to exercise.

In other words, I need a purpose to whatever exercise I choose to do. I want to learn, to get better at a skill; to relax my mind or my muscles; to get out and have fun. Boot camp does none of those things. It's for the people who come to the gym to "exercise." I don't enjoy "exercise." I enjoy activities. That's the difference.

So I won't be doing that again.

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