So I forgot to tell you that I made a flippin' fool of myself a couple of mornings ago. I headed to the gym after a blowout with Martin about how much I go to the gym. I was just going to run and lift weights. But I checked the class schedule and saw that in just a few minutes, a "Turbo Kick" class was going to start. I'd always thought I'd enjoy kickboxing. So I signed in and hoped for the best. I figured I'd do pretty well. It's just fun aerobics, right?
Let's just say I'm a big fan of cycling class for many reasons. It's not necessary to follow any fancy choreography. The chance of knocking down a fellow exerciser is slim. The giant mirror doesn't magnify each angle of the body without forgiveness. And the likelyhood of falling is sharply minimized. I'll stick to spinning, thankyouverymuch.