Morning, all!
Shannon, meant to say that the new cars look great!
Rabbit,

on DS's graduation!
So, first week of formal classes at our gym. (Previously we had an open gym, where you'd come in, do the warm-up at your own pace, then just as enough folks were ready to do the wod, a group would go together on the workout.) I was all set to hate the classes, but after a week, I have to admit, it's been really good for us. I do way more flexibility work and stretching in the class than I would do on my own, and the skill instruction has meant fewer form mistakes in the wod, since we're reviewing the movement drills (ex for the clean) right before the wod. On the downside, because of the skill drills, time has been too tight to fit in as much baseline fitness into the warm-up, like 2 or 3 rounds of squat, press, pull, abs, hips/back movements, which IMO are an important part of keeping my strength up (push-ups come to mind, especially), but I've decided that if that's still missing next week, I can just do that on my own, before or after class, or at home. The other thing I haven't had time for in the class is any goat or skills (stuff I suck at or goals I'm working toward) practice, so that's another one I'll likely have to do on my own. Overall, though, the class experience has been good, and the training even more excellent than it was before.
So, we're doing a 2 week trial of the classes, then will take a survey, and the owners will decide whether to continue, or to go back to the open gym format. I'm happy either way, so am not too concerned about which decision they make.
Today I'm doing the wod in the morning, then gym cleaning afterward. Hoping to get some stone lifting in, even if I have to do it while cleaning the gym. I need to be picking up that 155 lb stone, if I ever want to finish that 2010 goal of actually loading the beast on the 50" high platform, and I haven't lifted a stone all week, partly due to the class schedule, but mainly because the wallball wod pulverized me for a few days.
Went with my boy and my sister to see Karate Kid last night. I thought it was good, for what it was. My boy (13), of course, came out of the theater trying to kung fu everything in sight. I told him I could teach him kung fu, you know, pick up your dirty clothes off the bathroom floor, put them in the basket, put the dishes in the dishwasher. He didn't think that was funny at all.
Have a good weekend, ladies!