Beej, they're hella expensive, but pretty cool. I did, though, end up having my first ever asthma attack while trying to keep up with class. So, getting in some kinda shape first might be a good idea, even if it isn't strictly necessary--they SAY you can adapt it as you need and take it at your own pace, but when they're screaming at you and you're trying to keep up and wanting to be part of the class...well...
Thanks for the tip Meara. I kinda suspected they were not being completely straight with me on the fitness point. I WOULD try to keep up and might do some damage. But since the intro isn't until mid April, I've got some time. And now? A motivation.
Hm. Screaming. Not so motivational for me though.
I had a personal trainer once who just had this quiet way of getting me to work for him. I respected him so much, I would push past anything I thought I could do. Hearing him say,"Whoa. You've really got heart" made me work like a machine.
Screaming? nsm.
eta: "to time"? Huh. I even stutter when I type.
Well, I mean, I WANTED to be good for them, I really did. The main instructor lady is kinda scary (she looks kind of like a Cardassian!!) but the other instructors were really awesome.
Depends on the screaming.
What?
It's been nothin' but kids and dogs lately...we're a quart low on innuendo.
ION, my brother is surprised my stepmonster called my dad a chauvinist...me too. I didn't know she knew words that big.
Meara, did you take classes at the JCC location, or the other not-Metro friendly place?
Good point by you erica. Certain kinds of screaming can be especially motivating. Particularly if it's mine.
I jumped on the Buff Diving bandwagon. Good lord you people are fucking funny.
I took an intro class at the JCC awhile back, and most of my other classes at the elementary school in Mount Pleasant, becuase it's on my way home and I could, in theory, walk there.
Cass has a new tag.
Also, hi, Almare! Apparently you're new. And you ventured into Bitches already? Wow, you're braver than I.
Does anyone need hugs?
Interesting, but squicky to some:
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Pierced eyeglasses.
I guess you could call them
Pierce Nez.
I just ate too many Girl Scout cookies, and I liked it.
