Well, today I wandered about the parking lot, my feet and calves getting an interesting workout. What it led to was quite the interesting workout, mostly involving rolling your feet, then lifting the heels, and rolling your feet again, all while yelling "AND STEP!", "AND HIT!", and, of course, "AND CLOSE".
Now, you figured that would be enough of a work out, but then I ended up picking up some rather large pieces of metal. I was told I was to hit these pieces of metal together, all while teaching someone else how to hit the piece of metal together. It was quite the interesting mess of a deal, but that seemed not to be enough.
I was told to stand behind some rather loud pieces plastic-type stuff being hit by other plastic-type stuff, and then roll my feet, yell out words, and to top it all off I had to hit metal things together. A lot.
You'd think that something like that would be quite boring, but it's not true. It's actually rather fun, and I think I may sign a contract to do it again out on the grass, that may even involve getting up on my toes, and maybe even walking in between random metal instruments people are blowing spit into.
I know it sounds odd, and it is, but who ever said odd wasn't fun?
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