Apparently in my quest to have it all, I’ve lost my mind and my dignity. Over the past 24 hours, I’ve been stalking a local fitness guru who runs a workshop with the words “Boot Camp” in its title. What am I, completely psychotic? “Desperate” may be the better adjective. “Shameless” also comes to mind. I mean, why not try to have work/life balance and the ability to fit into the majority of the clothes in my closet? Isn’t that a reasonable goal? I’m not going to try to speak for anyone else, but once I became a mom, I didn’t need to spend a moment of time coming up with excuses not to exercise because I suddenly didn’t have a single moment. Yeah,…