This week marks a new 6-week period of classes at the Y. Last time we took a step class, and this time we decided upon step & sculpt.
And, it's just what I needed.
Not for the exercise value so much, but the entertainment value. However, we definitely got a bigger workout than we bargained for!
Our instructor, Pervis, is a total hard ass.
She's very particular about how you do things, and she'll work with you until you get it right (which is great). And she expects people to count, but you have to do it the right way. Our last instructor was totally laid back and didn't care what the heck we did.
And, dang, Pervis has muscles. We were doing bicep curls with a resistance band, and I could barely stretch it up past my elbows. Pervis could pull it up to her shoulders! She totally showed us up. My arms already feel like concrete, but I bet Pervis doesn't feel a thing.
At the end of class, she asked our names and shook our hands.
So now there's no turning back. We can't not go! We shook hands! She knows our names!