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[enterpainment]

... I don't understand why there is no appreciation for yogilates! Kids these days, I tell you. [Says the sixteen-year-old.] Yoga! And pilates! How could the both of those combined not be appealing?

Well, if anyone is sick of canoeing or shooting things or campfire songs, then I promise it's a very relaxing and rewarding activity. Yogilates, I mean.

[Jamie thinks he probably would've been safer with football. Not that he is actually any good at playing it himself, he just likes watching other people play it. But is he any good at teaching yogilates? WHO KNOWS.]

Comments

[enterpainment]

[NOT YOU TOO, ALAN.]

Anyone's! There's soothing music and everything.

[veritaphobia.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you had counselling ambitions.

[enterpainment]

Why not? It's definitely a step up from actually having to be a camper myself. My days of being forced into possibly life-endangering activities are over. Which is why I am bringing yogilates to camp.

[Code for: ... nothing, due to being cursed out of his mind.]

[veritaphobia.livejournal.com]

Well, when you put it that way. Though death by campfire song sounds like a fairly unusual way to go.

[enterpainment]

I shouldn't think so, not with the singing voices of some of the campers.

[veritaphobia.livejournal.com]

Somebody should make a record of it, then.

Any more signups so far?

[enterpainment]

There would be some very tragic statistics, I'm sure.

[Jamie is silent for a few moments. And then, stonily:] Not exactly. But there has been some interest!

[... In the form of "how is yogilates a good idea", but sssh.]

[veritaphobia.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should give it a bit. Word of mouth takes a while to spread.

[enterpainment]

Oh, I think the word of mouth is spreading. I am not entirely convinced it's the good kind, though.

[veritaphobia.livejournal.com]

There's a saying about publicity.