Boot Camp 101: Falling in Line and Loving It, Wednesday, Period 2, Week 4
Kennedy's class wasn't fun and games. Anyone who read the title and expected a cakewalk-- well, tough luck for them. By now, four weeks into the session, everybody ought to know the routine: show up in appropriate workout attire, get to class on time, line up and wait for instructions. By now nobody should be surprised to show up and find Kennedy, thumbs tucked behind her belt buckle and stern expression set on her face, standing at the front of whatever setup she had in store for them this week.
Today that was a climbing wall.
"This is the last week of Phase One," she said as she paced back and forth along the line with measured strides, taking the time to look each student in the face for several seconds as she did. (The usual reason: she wanted you all to know she was watching you.) "Next week we start on field training, so you better hope your conditioning is up to standards."
She pointed toward various piles of equipment: helmets, harnesses, ropes, carabiners, rosin bags and gloves. "Gear up, and scale the wall-- cut the chatter," she added preemptively, as if she didn't remind them every week that talking amongst themselves was a thing that would get them yelled at. "Get to it."
Today that was a climbing wall.
"This is the last week of Phase One," she said as she paced back and forth along the line with measured strides, taking the time to look each student in the face for several seconds as she did. (The usual reason: she wanted you all to know she was watching you.) "Next week we start on field training, so you better hope your conditioning is up to standards."
She pointed toward various piles of equipment: helmets, harnesses, ropes, carabiners, rosin bags and gloves. "Gear up, and scale the wall-- cut the chatter," she added preemptively, as if she didn't remind them every week that talking amongst themselves was a thing that would get them yelled at. "Get to it."