My best fitness-adventure this week has been adult beginners gymnastics. Crazy-great surprise! I showed up wearing jewellery and lululemon, expecting some low-key spinning or whatever. Holy crap! The warm-up had some of the line exercises we did in grappling, and the fucking inchworm. Then we did a circuit, sixty seconds each of intense exercises that in this case were kind of gymnastic-y. Then we got to the gymnastics. I was the only complete beginner, so my degree of spinning around the bars was significantly more spastic and immediately-falling-off than everyone else’s. And my various jumps on the trampoline were the sloppiest and contained the most giggling.
I also had a llama adventure. This is an adventure where you go to a children’s petting zoo and let a llama bite your face, because the part of your brain that is supposed to prevent this is overcome with the part of your brain that screams “Llama-llama! Llama-kins!” Of course, it was a petting zoo, so it was a llama love-bite, not a llama tetanus-shot-bite. And it was also the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me ever, so there’s that.