Adam flipped me at Swing class last night. Twice. It was a lot of fun. After the official class was over, Adam started to teach the group some air moves, presumably because someone asked. River gets to be subjected to most of the moves he knows, but sometimes she wants to see what it looks like. So that’s when I volunteered to be flipped. I stood in front of him, bent over, as if I were about to pass a football between my legs to Adam standing behind me. But instead of a football, I passed my two hands. All he did was just pull my hands upward and my body unrolled, my feet left the floor, I flipped over, and my feet hit the floor in front of me. Swoosh.
I think I’ll have to volunteer for more in the future.