In in the interest of cross-training in the off-season, tonight I went to the exercise class M.Bro goes to on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The last (and only other) "class" I'd been to was the cri-zazy one at Spice's gym last summer - and even though the sight of stairs made me wince for three days after that, I went into the class tonight with the same low expectations. And once again, I'm the mayor of Pain Town. My abs are already sore to the touch and the class only ended two hours ago. I blame the silly half-balls we had to balance and do crunches on.