Tonight it was back to the class led by Vlad the Impaler. I laughed my head off when I saw that only one other person from last week came back, but we had three others join us, so it was good. Vlad switched the order of what we did so that this week we went from top to bottom (muscle groups; get your minds out of the gutter). I found that a little bit easier to do.
Not that any of it was easy, but it wasn't as scary or as grim as the first one. Also while I worked really hard, I didn't have the scary pounding heart of last week that forced me to sit out one whole circuit.
Having such a small class meant everyone got individual attention, too, which is helpful. Vlad knows his stuff and he is in amazing shape. He also told me that he teaches basically this same class at other times, too, so I'm going to try to hit it at least one other time during the week.
The class he teaches before mine is a kickboxing class and it looks like so damned much fun. I don't think I'm quite ready for it yet, but that's my goal. I would probably not be nearly as much of a mean girl if I was getting my yayas out by kickboxing.
Really. I mean it.