What would a man learn from an all-women's aerobics class?

Yesterday I went, for the very first time in my life, at an aerobics class. There were all women, we had some large gymnastics balls to play with and we did some exercises for about 40 minutes. I won’t bother you with details, but what impressed me most at that class was the sheer optimism and happiness from the trainer. She always smiled (sometimes with a very large smile), she was comforting, and she cared. Leaving sports apart, this was a lovely experience. And always in her conversations she tried to make me (and others) feel good. That’s it for today.

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