Tuesday Combat at MML

No inspiration for a creative blog title. So. If I repeat my gym schedule next week, I will run out of blog title next Monday.

By Stan asking if I were going to be at MML, I wrongly assumed that he was planning for the same destination too. Shen text earlier to say that she's too tired for the class, more so her younger daughter not feeling well. I was hoping that perhaps Steve will be there otherwise the class might be too quiet like last week, so I read.

Well, my hope was promising when I spotted Steve outside the studio.

I had scheduled for MML this week mainly because Shen might be joining this class. Then this was for the convenience of passing little bro the bread puddings since he was there for pump before my combat. Lastly, this is one of those class with earlier commencement time, means I can finish early and off to home early. Which eventually means I would be able to get more sleep because I should be going to bed early. Which is eventually and obviously not happening since I'm still here blogging - while doing other stuff: multi-tasking.

Surprisingly, the class was quite empty. Not empty, empty no members, but empty by norm of Master C's classes. Could waive our arms around frantically and still not hit any one's face. Got myself a spot near to Steve (I was also standing close to Master C's dad and Donatello just beside me) so I can be inspired by his energetic force field. With him jumping twice as high during muay thai was such an encouragement for me to jump as well. Which reminded me of Carebear's MSN remarks this morning saying that she could see me but just my bandanna. Perhaps if I'd jumped as high as Steve she could have seen more of me.

Today I officially hated track 5 (thanks LadyN for guidelines on the basic 1-2-3 of combat tracks). Loved the So What track and loved the Sexy track on behalf of Shen. Cool down track was the same as last night but the conditioning track was at least different. Oh, there were, if I recall correctly, no mixing up of left and right today. Not sure if there were test on remembering-the-choreo cuz half of the time I was day-dreaming and mechanically did the moves. Drinking breaks were not given as regular as last week at Axis, but quite generous I'd say.

Shouting wise, not as great as last night, but at least there were some good moments, good enough to release all work stress. Now, I really should get some sleep.