That's a Little Better

My regular instructor was back in class lat night. The other girl was still teaching too, but we had a few new students so they split the class up and I didn't end up having to work with her, which was good. We pretty much just practiced punches the whole time. In fact, I basically spent the entire class working on the jab. It wasn't the most exciting class, but at least no one quizzed me about what I had learned. And, as my mom pointed out, at least he didn't make me slap a bowl of water.