Cake and Aggression
Nothing much of interest to post today, although I do feel compelled to notify you all that in reading this blog, you are evidently reading at a genius level:
Who knew, right? Pat yourself on the back. And here you thought this was brain candy (or mindless drivel…)
Today was my third time to take Tae-bo at the YMCA. It’s very intense (at least for me), and by the end of it, I’m as bright pink as a watermelon Jolly Rancher, but still I keep returning. At my first class, the instructor, a tiny, uber-flexible cracker-jack of a Japanese woman named Hero, trained by Billy Blanks, announced that everyone should go at their own pace: ‘Piece of cake,’ she said. She followed that comment with, ‘And that’s why you’re here, right? To have a piece of cake?’ Sounds sort of happy-go-lucky, right? Well today I guess she cranked things up a little, because while telling us to lift our knees and pull down our arms in a standing crunch, she says, ‘Imagine you’re taking a head and pulling it down to crack on your knee.’ Hmmm. Perhaps a touch of pent-up hostility. Now I’m going to have to resist trying this move on people who really irk me.
07/10/2008 at 7:00 pm
I feel smarter already.
07/10/2008 at 10:15 pm
‘Imagine you’re taking a head and pulling it down to crack on your knee.’
They used to tell us to imagine that in kick boxing. I never ran out of people to imagine doing that to. 😉
07/11/2008 at 2:41 am
Whew…I feel so much smarter than I did two minutes ago.
07/11/2008 at 9:32 pm
genius. i knew it.
i used to love kickboxing classes at the YMCA! of course that was before i opted for my now preferred method of burning calories: sleeping and walking to the fridge and back.
happy friday!
07/12/2008 at 2:18 am
I always knew you were a genius. Apparently my blog is as well. They must not factor in my use of the word “crap” 3,000 times.