Another day, another boot camp. Captain Quinn's Fitness Boot Camp is an indoor/outdoor boot camp in Brooklyn parks, wintering in a rather forlorn building.
But if the location is bare-bones, (in 25 years in nearby Park Slope, I'd never even heard of the street it's on) the class is not.
Our energetic instructor emphasized the 'camp' part, having us introduce ourselves whie running and tossing a medicine ball. We did partner exercises, like suicide runs and resistance bands, all while talking in different accents.
You lookin' at me?
In one exercise, one person held a plank while the other jumped over him or her. So the camp inspired trust.
The 45 minutes flew by, with sprints, burpees, push ups and squats.
And I found, to no surprise, that I can tawk most easily in a deep Brooklyn accent.
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