Anyways, let's get started with today's blog post 😁.
If you haven't already, I would peculiarly advise for you to read my blog post, ' my marcial arts class, the three programme ' as there might be a few slight spoilers.
I did not mention in the previously mentioned blog post, however these random one-class activities, were part of a three-part programme. Basically, the art teacher in my school was leaving soon, and as a kind result, she contacted my countys ' county council '. It was a voluntary thing, as far as I know and understand. Every Wednesday instead of doing pastrol care, ( the art teacher was also the pastrol care teacher ), we would do an excersise/activity. The last week, it was marcial arts and that week it was circuit training.
We pilled back into the homely hall with a spring of confidence, and a wave of familiarity. This time unfortunately, 'Kia' was absent. So, when assigned to form small groups of three, I was delighted when let's call him 'Luke' ( not his real name), and 'Shasha' (not her real name) offered me a chance to join their group. I had spoken a few times with them, and they were very friendly and caring.
There were six stages, each entertaining. My group started at a stage with heavy sports balls and orange cones. We already possessed a clear understanding of the stages, as we were given a quick demonstration.
We lifted up the balls over our heads and dropped them down abruptly, as instructed, they landed with a huge thud!!.
The next stage was frantic!!!. We had to do pull ups!. It was not my favourite point, however I was decent at the excersise, so pride made me relax a tiny bit, a good outcome.
Eventually we wounded up at the third stage witch was to rather complicated. There was a mar with feet marks and a thing on the middle of the mat. Basically, we had to jump over to the other side on the foot marks 👣. I enjoyed this, but it was rather tiring!!.
Moving forward, we moved to the next stage, witch is kind of difficult to explain. We had to get on our hands ( basically a push up pose ), and walk in to our stomach, then jump up. This was again another tiring activity.
Finally we got to my favourite stage, the 'mountain walkers'. There were yoga mats, and we would basically do the same thing as the previous stage, bar the jumping.
The last stage was simple, just a few jumping jacks.
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