“Did you send the message?” by Sasha at her kitchen table

Friday, April 1, 2016
5 minutes
Overheard at Kits Beach

Vee arrives. Class has already started. Loud pump up music plays. Twelve women, of various ages, are in a circle, bouncing on their feet and punching the air. Lawrence, a man built like a bulldog, legs and arms covered in black tribal tattoos, is leading them, calling out instructions.

Lawrence: Faster, Mel! Faster! Keep those feet moving, keep bouncing, keep bouncing! Arms up! Arms up! Guard your face!

He sees Vee enter and says nothing. She puts her bag down, takes off her sweatshirt and jumps in, a little outside the circle.

The warm-up goes on for a while longer.

Everyone is sweaty.

A buzzer goes.

Lawrence: Nice work! Nice work! Grab partners and start sparring. Only grab water if you have to. You gotta get your endurance up.