So today's lesson in frustration involved lots of running between cones and burpees and pushups and situps and air squats and other lovely things and by lovely I mean horrible.
Then we had to do some thing where it was like: start on your hands and feet, like a downward-facing dog, except your knees are bent. Then you had to pretend there was a fence in front of you that you had to go beneath, so you had to swoop your torso down "under the fence" and end up in a cobra pose. It was very impossible and I couldn't do it and I think this is the point when I called Anton Apolo OhHELLno a jerk. (Not to his face or anything like that; just in my head.)
My knee from when I hit it last Monday is still bothering me when it touches the ground (which it did a lot today, as when I do burpees I tend to slam my knees down). So that hurt. OW.
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