Hopping back on her broom after the first time though the cardio activity, Emmalyn was thankful for the extra layers she had worn to class. Even with all of the movement and activity, it was getting colder by the second.

Once level with the cones, she leaned forward and maneuvered through in a zig zag fashion, letting the wind blow the clumps of snow off her clothes. She giggled a bit at the little snow balls flying off her as she flew in and out of the cones. Her turn at the end was precise and she upped her speed on the return trip. Left, right, left, right, nudged her hips until she was clear of the course.

Feet back on the ground with broom hovering at knee height, she jumped and rolled five times, thankfully not catching her foot again like the first go round. The entire process was repeated the instructed number of times then she stood, waiting for the next set of instructions and hoping she didn’t get too cold while she waited. The combo of aerobic activity followed by standing still , sweat, and freezing temperatures was an unfortunate mix. She could almost feel her sweat soaked undershirt start to freeze against her skin.