I started my new gym class this week, or at least what I'm calling gym class. Officially, it's called "Total Runner," an 8-week class emphasizing running-specific training techniques. Our first session was Tuesday, and I loved it! It was just like gym class in school, except the teacher was nice, I was coordinated, and nobody threw anything at my head. We did a mix of core work, circuit training, and I guess what you can only call "calisthenics": lunges, pushups, marching, hopping on one foot. And we did hurdle drills. Hurdles! Brought me back to high school track all over again. Even the 80's music blaring on the Muzak seemed just right: jumping jacks to Toni Basil's "Mickey" at 6:30 in the morning? I'm so there.
I decided to do the class to get me out of a running rut and to turn the thinking over to somebody else for a while. And I hope it will help me get ready for spring events. If I were living closer to the Mother Ship, I would definitely use gym class as a launch pad for training for this new and awesome race. Half marathon? On the Gunflint Trail? In early May when it's not hot and there's no bugs and all the lodges still have preseason rates? The Minnesota runners among my readership would be insane to pass it up.
[Oh, and happy blogiversary to First Efforts. Two years young today.]