Find out what it means to me… RESPECT – that’s what I have for my boot campers. Even though I can’t do boot camp on Tuesdays, two of my “campers” came to my door trying to entice me to join them. They were hard to resist – But can I tell you something? I am really P-R-O-U-D of them. Last I saw them they were running their first set of stairs. Go Wilmetta, Go Carolyn. Big G Little O – Go – Go!