Shake it out. There wasn’t much salt in my shaker to shake out. Not enough salt to cover a saltine in fact. And I do not have the hip carriage to make my butt seem like a rocking chair. That said today though it was more crowded than sardines in a can, I loved it because I had no time to think even for a moment about the rest of the day, what happened yesterday or what next week holds. And that’s that way uh huh I like it uh huh uh huh. Tabata gives me a few moments to actually recover between sets which is an interesting take on interval training standing in one spot. Admittedly the weights I chose were too light but I grabbed what was at hand, next time I will be more prepared. There is no doubt I am hooked on this group exercise thing and at least two spinning classes per week. This regimen will have this old man dancing before you know it.
I felt sorry for the young woman next to me as my own self made ‘wading pool’ was making her workout treacherous.
I am a gamer and I will be back for more. I feel sorry for everyone that is just going through the motions in the main room, poor things.
And thank you Kristen for your dedication and singular talent passion and enthusiasm.
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