...into shape. I think.
Yes, having joined the Cult of Billy (Cult of Blanks after all would just...suck), I have come to the realization at just how frickin out of shape I was. OK, no surprise. I went from a fairly active job slinging around motor oil, antifreeze, and tires, to a basically sedentary job. Sure I bike to work, but that's hardly a work out anymore. Repeated warnings from my doctor, as well as a ever so slight tightening around the waist of my pants meant that it was about bloody time I did something about it.
Japan right now is in a big Billy Blank's Boot Camp craze, with people who wouldn't seem to need it working out. My cousin, two ladies from Tsuyazaki City Hall I met today playing tennis, the handball coach at school who sits behind me at work, all thin as rails, and all doing the circles. circle. circle. circle...
Even anime has jumped on the band wagon. I give you... Jin-Rok's Boot Camp for lulz. Its from Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei.
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