The 12 Days of Christmas!!!….Ummm I mean Fitness.
That’s right folks Merry Christmas!!!
It’s the time of the year to hibernate, eat lots of chocolate, drink egg nog and get merry!!!
Orrrr how bout we do something new this year because your health and fitness goals are that important to you, and let’s face it, you’re beginning to get high on that endorphin rush and the challenge of pushing your body to new limits.
Yes. Yes. Yes!
(my rendition of Ho. Ho. Ho!)
So I give you the following…
The 12 Days of Fitness
The 12 Days of Fitness Starts Tuesday December 11th and runs to Monday December 24th. You have the chance to win by signing in at each workout. Each day, I will select 1 person at random from the sign in sheetto win the gift of the day (based on drawing a number between 1 and however many people sign in that day and plugging that number into this random number generator – http://andrew.hedges.name/experiments/random/).
So why would The Bootcamp Effect do this?
Because you always give gifts to family at Christmas!!!
So if you want to win Vega, gift certs, and Bootcamp swag’ et. al then myself and my excellent training staff we’ll see you at bootcamp!!!
And if that doesn’t fire you up enough…
Maybe this Bootcamp Effect Christmas Poem will!!!!
Twas the night before bootcamp when all through the gym,
Not a carb was found lurking near lean, fit, or slim.
The med balls were stacked in the corner with care,
Just waiting to be tossed and thrown with air.
The members all stressed their complete commitment,
Visions of sugar would not be permitted.
And then there was Josh running in between them all,
Yelling The Bootcamp Effect is here, for big and for small.
Then out in the back arose such a clatter,
Everyone sprinted outside to see what the matter.
When what to their eyes seemed so obscene,
Twas a red suited man with no fitness regime.
This Santa Claus needed training like none,
But the BE team knew instantly what had to be done.
More rapid than reindeer the trainers they came,
And Josh cheered, and shouted, and called them by name.
“Hey Krystine, Hey Kurt, Hey Bill, Hey Karen,
Take this fellow inside, have him drop and give us ten!
To the top of the wall throw that medicine ball,
Keep it safe, make him work, help him pull through.”
As swiftly as Christmas the trainers all flew,
With an armful of weights and a skipping rope too!
With the pushing of sleds and medicine ball slams,
They sculpted the old timer’s chest, glutes and hams.
They worked him hard, this santa was tough,
Growing stronger and leaner with each huff and puff.
His red and white suit was all drenched with sweat,
Yet his jolly demeanor said he wasn’t done yet.
He spoke not a word, the attitude of a champ,
And he finished his workout then joined the Bootcamp!
His consistency was contagious, oh what will!
He was fit as a fiddle, which for him was a thrill.
And when he sprang from his rower, to the team gave a nod,
Then he flew out the door with his smokin’ new bod.
But we heard him exclaim as away he did flee,
“I’m giving up milk, now it’s vega for me!”
The Bootcamp Effect
Ding Dong Ding Dong Medicine Balls are slamming!