Last month, I was suddenly thrust into the disastrous world of my broken hearted 19 year old Niece (because OMG, everything is a disaster-insert frowny face here). Her boyfriend had broken up with her and she needed her Aunty, so she got on a plane, left Perth, and spent a few days with me in Adelaide.
I was full of advice for the first 48 hours, offered a shoulder to cry on and supported her through each stage of grief. Inevitably we reached anger, what a joy to behold. It wasn't long before I too was losing my will to live.
Then inspiration hit me. I had recently started a health kick; I couldn't blame having a child (nearly 4 years ago) for my lack of fitness anymore. I discovered Studio Charli Zumba classes and had been a couple of times before my Niece descended upon me. Charli, who (ironically) runs the Zumba classes, encouraged her entourage to have a go at her Monday night boxing session. Suddenly there was a line of keen participants signing themselves up for the following Monday evening. My inner competitiveness forced me to follow suit.
What better way to entertain a 19 year old girl on the brink of emotional collapse? The added bonus, give her something (or someone) else to unleash her anger on besides me.
For an hour you are immersed in boxing, ducking and weaving, hooks and upper cuts, and to keep you on your toes Charli also throws in a bit of a circuit too. It is high intensity, but suitable for men and women of all ages, with all types of frustrations.
My Niece was exhausted at the end of it, but she was smiling - thank God (insert smiley face here)!