P.E.

My good friend Hennessey (Shoutout: Woo! Yeah, that's ma girl right there. Yeah.) had been talking about this kick-boxing class at our university. And she had been saying good things.

So I went.

And it kick-boxed my booty.

Imagine working out in a discoteca:

thumping techno beats

bodies covered in sweat

a basketball game going on - hey, wait a minute.

I'm in a gym.

Not a club.

And we are sharing the floor with people trying to jump rope or play soccer or basketball.

And we are also high-kicking.
To a Cher remix.

If this is how Chile teaches physical education, then U.S. has some studying to do.

Myself included.

Perhaps this class will improve my self-defense.

Though I probably won't be able to do anything more than rapidly air-punch, and that only if the the techno remix to Whitney Houston's "I Will Always Love You" is playing in the darkened alleyway.