This morning I dragged my carcass out of bed, put the turkey in the roaster oven, and hauled myself over to BootcampwithJess.
I was quite excited to see Instructor C would be teaching the class. She is a lovely blonde woman—almost angelic looking. Here is her picture:
Then I caught a glimpse of her true personality—the woman is a machine. I now believe the “C” in Instructor C stands for “Cyborg”
Here is the glimpse I caught of her true character:
However, it was a great workout—I actually felt the ENDORPHIN rush. I’m glad I went.
It seems that Cyborgs have a purpose, other than terminating people.