Sunday, February 12, 2012

Drinking the Kool-Aid

Combat Launch
I don't know what Paul Walker was thinking, but he took us outside this morning for our Sunday walk!  He told Linda that we wouldn't go off the deck when he let us outside to do our business, so he had to walk us.  Chimmie apparently had been holding it in from yesterday, because Paul said he thought a 100 pound Mastiff did his business,  not a 15 pound Chihuahua. It was way too cold for me to even think about anything but getting back home.  It was 20 degrees when Linda left early this morning to meet Tierney for breakfast.  The sun is shining bright now, but it's still bitter cold out and the wind is crazy.  Linda has been working on her routines since she finished lunch and still has about 2 more hours of studying to do.  She remembers back in the day when she would not prepare at all for her classes.  She would just make it up as she went along.  Now, she has to memorize 3 solid hours of new choreography, then go back and relearn old routines too.  Lot's of people call teaching the Les Mills classes "drinking the Kool Aid".  In a way they are right, you have to love teaching the format to put all the time into memorizing the routines. 
Kool-Aid Man