This week:

This week's agenda is as follows:

-180's. Keep moving them father and farther apart. We're about 9ft apart now.
-Front Cross Front Cross Front. Did I mention Front Cross?
-RZ work with and without jumps.
-Beginning stages of Rear Cross.
-Wraps.
-Pulls.
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I made the above drawing simply because 1) I'm bored at work. 2) Who doesn't like to paint? but soon realized it was a tad TSD. Only difference? Mine suck.

Front Crosses.

When I first started the Front Cross, I hated it. Hate is probably not even the right word...more like despised it.

But you have to understand why they made me uncomfortable. I am a horrid dancer. I look like a mixture of 'girl having seizure and a clown doing some exquisite ballerina move. Except the clown looks bad. Real bad. So I know that I looked awkward doing those front crosses that Greg Derrett could effortless pull off.

So I did them over and over. Eventually Dash stopped getting confused and I started looking better. I still don't think I look Derrett-esque but much improvement from 'girl having seizure' days. My poor dog can now follow my body movements and seems to know what to do before I even do them. (Isn't that why we all get Border Collies?)

I'm now in love with my front crosses! I can do them on grass. I can do them on cement. I can even do them running! I mean it's so bad that I now do them with my daughter as we come down the stairs. Bad, right?