The weather’s been wet and wild here these last few days. Swinging from cold to not-as-cold, then back again. And now they’re calling for ice again tonight.
At times like this, cross training becomes a whole lot more appealing.
My wife and some of her friends do Jazzercise at a local gym. They’ve been taking classes there for the last year or so, and they love it. You might think it’s no big deal, but it’s much more intense than it seems.
Once a year, they like to prove that last statement to any men who want to talk down about Jazzercise. They do this by inviting us in under the pretense of a Valentines Day class. What they really want to do is push us hard and make us look silly!
Not really. They were actually very encouraging of all us goofy looking guys as we danced around and pretended to gyrate our hips.
Regardless, we had fun and it was a great workout.
So, no running today, but definitely didn’t take it easy. All thanks to my wife and her buddies at Jazzercise!
Until next time…
(Or dancing, weight lifting, Jazzercise…)