Day 23

In an effort to dodge Jean Pierre, the personal trainer who now thinks it's appropriate to send me sexual text messages, I bolted into any open fitness class starting at 1600 (or 4PM, since everything here is on military time, thanks Media Services for teaching me). Not having a clue what I was going to get, I wound up in a step class that combined a lot of weight lifting with the basic step moves. To my fellow Bronco's, if you're thinking of Cardio Sculpt with Jeanne in Malley, you're close, but no where near this caliber. Once the 80's jams started bumping; South African covers of "Gloria", "Hey Mickey", "Love Shack" and so many other 80s favorites, the enormous, questionably gay, black man lofted onto the stage, commanding the moves. Definitely my new favorite fitness class at Virgin Active.