Week 4-
What I dislike most about these workouts, aside from the stairs (that is a given) is the awful music we must listen to. I don't like like metal, rap or anything remotely close to those genres. Insane Clown Posse is not my bag. Clowns in general are not my bag. My guess is that Rick plays "music" that will get us moving. It does make me want to move, right out the door into the warm embrace of Chet, Stan, Ella, or Freddy. I not only leave class feeling the burn of a workout but with my eardrums singed as well. Yet listening to that is the price I must pay to be able to crack a walnut with my glutes.
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