Last night, for the first time ever, I took a Step Class at the Y.
It was one of the best workouts I’ve ever had. If you want to sweat to death, this is the class for you. But boy will you gain some serious stamina if you keep up with it.
That’s not why I told you about the class though.
You know those people who like to be “above” everyone in a room just to boost their self esteem? Like, for example, a moderately pretty girl will hang out with really ugly girls so that she feels like the prettiest when she’s with them.
We had one of those in our class last night.
I named her Stepper Sally. This chick was no joke. She could have easily taken the “level 3” step class as opposed to the “level 2” that we were in. In fact she could have instructed the “level 3” class.
Girlfriend had her step up on 3 raisers (most people didn’t have any or had one) and when the instructor would tell us a certain little move to do, she would fancy it up. She took asking “how high” when your boss tells you to jump to a whole new level.
Instructor says: Turn and step
Stepper Sally: does a double axle
Instructor says: Step up
Stepper Sally: Jumps and squats all in one smooth movement
Instructor says: Tap twice
Stepper Sally: does the River Dance
I mean, it was just ridiculous.
I’m all: step, pant, step, drip sweat, step, cough up a lung. Dude wouldn’t give us a break and kept winking at his star student who, I’m pretty sure, didn’t break a sweat.
The worst was when she would look around the gym just to be sure that she was the besteverstepstudentintheworld. Give me a break. You know she was just thinking “You all wish you were awesome steppers just like me!”
Go up to your Level 3 class Sally, we middle class steppers don’t need you flaunting your talent in front of us. We like being mediocre.