… and what do you know. Recovery time matters. 17.75 hours between classes is not long enough. I wimped out on several postures today, damaging my dignity slightly in front of a delectable new instructor.
I felt better though, after he ever-so-gently adjusted me into a better Spine Twisting Posture.
Such a nice boy.
For the record, those people who do two classes in one day, to make up for missing a day, so they don’t mess up their challenge? They must be nuts.
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