workouts

The first day back with kids was something like being back on the track my sophomore season. I knew some people and new folks joined, but I felt at home. I knew how to handle the workouts (meal prep and learning kids names), connect with people (who likes mustard?) and be an asset to my team (give encouragement and clean up the school room). Yeah, I didn’t know all the rules and routines, and I had 26 names and faces to learn. And yet at the end of the day I know I have stretched muscles and grown stronger and wiser from my “workout.”

We have 3 pairs of kids with the same names. Thankfully we can use their African name to avoid confusion. Nothing like Mugambwa and Lubega to make life easier. Joshua B. and Godfrey have promised me all their pizza for the rest of the tour since it’s not their favorite. I guess liver for pizza is a fair trade.

Now I know these kids can dance and sing, but rehearsal today was intense. They squatted so low that MY quads were burning. They repeated a part several times before getting it right, but boy, did they look crisp when Auntie Alyce let them break! While I dig the dances of the previous choir I was with, Choir 31's choreography gives me new dances to learn. I better stretch my IT band and glutes if I want my hips to move with such pop. (I love this: I’m getting the specific muscles I need to work from a Belly-dancing web-site. Oh technology!)