body combat, noon at celebration, i'm there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (stay tuned,wait for iiiiiiiiiiiiitttt!!!!) :D
ok this is weird. for the past two days i've felt exactly like a freshman on the first day of school. lost in new surroundings. new people. new patterns. 2 new gyms, 2 new starbucks. 2 new driving patterns, parking lots, sets of strangers, new, new, new. even the barista at this place commented when i gave her my partner numbers, "oh, you're a newbie". guess you can tell by my high millionth partner number that i haven't even been with starbucks long. and i feel like i'm sticking out like a sore thumb. but that's ok. it's an adventure to try new things. even if i feel like everyone's staring at me at this right-by-the-window, right by the barista bar table, eating my brown bag lunch with a cheap discounted black dark roast while they wait for their expensive latte drinks. no worries. i'm here to write, not compare. right?
so i drifted across the miles to attend a different location of robb's body combat class. what can i say, i'm a drifter. I actually enjoyed the half-hour drive to get there, driving gives me time to think, plus there were good tunes on the radio... (eminem/rihanna, colbie caillat, sara bareilles...) and the sunshine was warm and inspiring despite the cold temps. walked in the wrong door, (forgot to read the sign that it was a back door only) and stood there like an idiot for like forever, waiting for someone to tell me where to go, while a few people on treadmills looked at me with curiosity but didn't bother to help me out. thanks, guys. finally a lady with a gym staff shirt on comes to this lonely desk and tells me in her nasal, new yaaawwwwk accent that i came in the wrong door and needed to go downstairs to the real front desk. ok, thanks.
great class. review stuff. my favorites: pirates of the carribean, pink's hand song, and some others. one good squat track involved a lower right hook in the ribs, then the head, lower left hook in the ribs, then the head, over and over, phasing in a series of jabs and back kicks, emphasizing the time spent in the squat position. Pirates of the Caribbean, best sequence there was the sword circle and stab when everyone yells "Gurgle!" on the stab part. lots of back kicks, too, when robb yells "fire!!!" and we all fire our cannons to the back. fun. i just love this stuff. here's a few videos i found....
the pirates of the caribbean:
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karate track to pink's "you and your hand"
(this one's funny, it's a bride and her bridesmaids doing the work-out at her wedding reception! good idea!)
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aaaaand.. here's that same pink track done in class..(more technically correct) forgive me, i think i've already shared this one before..
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afterwards i go downstairs to check out the pool, swim a few laps. I walk in and O....M....G.... I am the only one in there, and the water is like glass. or jello. completely flat. sort of dark and eerie in there, too. I'm strolling up and down the length of the pool, gauging its depth and perceiving its coldness when i hear a creepy-sounding whistling coming down the hall from the men's locker room. Then suddenly the whistling stops. He has stopped dead in his tracks, taking in the mutual surprise of someone else on his turf. I freeze. Defenses up. thinking, ok, i may be alone in here with a raving lunatic (besides myself). I recall taking lifeguard training years ago. I bet if I could still do a "cross-chest carry" lifesaving manuever like i did back then, i could also do a cross-chest dunk-and-drown, eh? and that lifesaving test i had to take, taking on a pretend panicky victim who quite nearly and realistically tried to drown me as i was supposed to be saving him... ( to this day i think he really had it in for me, he never acted quite as violently towards the other victims-er, test-takers...) So I'm thinking this and then suddenly remember, wait a minute, i was just in body combat class!! I can take him out with a couple punches BEFORE he hits the water! yes! I am invincible! titanium!!! Some days are like that. And other days I'm just the opposite.
but no worries, this weirdo may have looked like a frogman from space with his goggles on and swam like one, too, but he was harmless. nevertheless i finished up my laps pretty quickly and sailed out of there.
p.s. you know what really sucks? forgetting to bring clean dry socks to the gym on a sub-freezing winter day and having to spend the rest of the day with bare feet in boots. ick.
view off the terrace of our vacation rental...where i hope to sit and blog at night...
