Bootcamp, week...uhhh six?

I know i haven't posted about bootcamp in a bit. I think we're into week six but I'm not really sure. All i know is Monday was hell. We ran around the Diversy Harbor and then had to do, get this, 100 push ups. We could do them however we had to in order to get them done. I did sets of ten, then dropped to sets of five. I managed ot get yelled at by the Major (it's only because I talked back...lesson learned). Once the push ups were done, we got to run around the harbor again. Once back we did 150 squats, and 20 pull ups. The pull ups were weak, we were encouraged to jump a little in order to get our chin past the bar. But the squats, well my thighs still hurt two days later.

Today was a little different. We ran a good mile, and ended at the Lincoln Park Zoo entrance. From there it was a rough routine. Do ten of an exercise, run to a fountain and back, then do the exercise again, followed by a new exercise, run to the fountain, come back and do the first two plus a new exercise...rinse and repeat. I managed to do a lot, others managed many more. I ended with a final set of push ups, mountain climbers, jumping jacks, donkey kicks, wide push ups, squat thrusts, flutter kicks, tricep push ups, and squats. I did not get to the sets that included crunches, lunges, and some other painful exercise called butt biters.

If you do the math, I did 90 push ups, 80 mountain climbers, 70 jumping jacks, and so forth. Which brings me to today's realization: I have boobs. Not moobs, and not boobies, but boobs like pecs. All these push ups have really worked my chest. If it keeps up at this rate I'll be homeless in 2 months because I'll have lost my job, from staying home all day playing with my boobs. So, km be prepared for my call.