And what a day it was! It began with a sinking feeling of dread. Which was brought on by the thought of having to get out of bed on a Saturday morning to get myself to the gym for an aerobic kickboxing class (the 2nd of two classes I committed to this week). The class consisted of the instructor, myself and one other student, apparently everyone else was wise enough to stay in bed. So for 50 minutes we kicked, punched, sweated, cramped, huffed and puffed our way through the class. Kudos to the instructor for staying so positive and motivated with only two students, both of whom were less than adept at the class.