I did Jam after Combat yesterday. (Body Jam is the dancey group fitness one from Les Mills).
I've been doing Combat since... June, or thereabouts? Doing it 2-4 times a week, sometimes more, less if I'm sick. So I'm pretty good at it. Not the best, obvs, but I follow the choreography without error and my punches/kicks are angry and where I want them.
I did Jam (and funk) fourish times a few months ago, non-consecutively. And before Christmas I tried to get back into it, but the speaker stopped working half way through (true!)
So for all intents and purposes this was my 'first' class. I suck SO hard. When talking to Josie, I likened myself to a laundry basket filled with sand, lurching about. Being the roundest person in the class, I was hoping to pass myself off as a Mistress of Buxom Funk... think misc. black Diva. Like Martha Wash, or that chick who intones 'boo-geeeeay' on Prince's song 'Cream'.
I have a long, long way to go before that happens.
So yes. It's fun, but ridiculous. B-Boys, hip hop and salsa are not things I usually find in my world, so I lol at that and feel silly doing it. The music is awful, but you expect that with group fitness. Though a gorgeous combat friend also does it, so it nice to steal glances mid hip shimmy. I'm a bad man.
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