So yesterday I went to a Reebox Step Up class at the gym. A level 2 class. In Swedish. Those who know me can only imagine how this story is going to end, eh?<\/p>\n
Well, I am confident enough in myself at the beginning of the class. I don’t understand a word she is saying, but the instructions seems simply enough. And then it gets very complicated…<\/p>\n
They step up on the platform……I step down off of it (why was I up there in the first place?).<\/p>\n
They march in place….I step up on to the platform.<\/p>\n
They are kicking rhythmically….I am punching the air.<\/p>\n
They are doing complicated rhythms involving the step….I am kicking it over and stumbling around like Boris Yeltsin after breakfast.<\/p>\n
They are combining several of the exercises…..I am doing the cabbage patch and the running man to the music (a remix of “I Am What I Am”)<\/p>\n
They begin the cool down exercises…I am still doing the cabbage patch and the running man to Enya.<\/p>\n
They do calf extension exercises….I accidentally kick the person next to me.<\/p>\n
I wanna sign up for the next class…the instructor writes “Rodneys Not Welcome” on the sign up sheet.<\/p>\n
But hell, I played a mean game of mini-golf afterwards \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n
My muscles are really sore from all of body pump classes and exercise, so while I have a body pump class today as well, I might just use less weights and take it a little easier.<\/p>\n
Sigh….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So yesterday I went to a Reebox Step Up class at the gym. A level 2 class. In Swedish. Those who know me can only imagine how this story is going to end, eh? Well, I am confident enough in myself at the beginning of the class. I don’t understand a word she is saying, … Continue reading You put your left foot, you put your left foot out…<\/span>