Jonathan called me a "girl" last night because I'd hemmed the pants relatively neatly and, just by eyeing them, kept both legs about the same length. My mother trained me well.
Pants. It's still a strange concept.
We missed the running again,which I should mind more. :) Otoh, we came in time for the stretching and that helped. One day I'll do the splits... We being my friend J and I, J being the person who got me there in the first place.
I'm still clumsy and unbalanced, but I'm keeping up more and more. And I giggle when I punch or kick at someone else. And saying "kiya!" makes me giggle more.
However, I bought an exercise mat today. So I'll do more practicing at home. Or maybe even crunches and pushups. These would all be good things.