As I type this, the muscles in my arms that extend from my wrists and fingers are aching with a pain typically reserved for accident victims and geriatrics. But alas I am neither of these. I am just a girl who took Nancy’s Tuesday Group Strength class at the Harris Express YMCA.
I workout regularly and when I was still dancing, I often committed to the two-a-day gym schedule. But hear me now – I have never been this sore in my life. Nancy is a sadist. This must make me a masochist because I love it. My Tuesday lunch times are officially spoken for.
Rumor has it there is the same class on Thursdays, but I’m too afraid to look.