Imagine what Lisa and I looked like on a random Wednesday night when we showed up for a local kick boxing class and the other 8 classmates were boys from the age of 13-23. One even played t-ball with Lisa’s daughter when she was 5! The second surprise was that the warm-up was the hardest part of the darn night! Laps, weight lifting, jump roping… and no boxing gloves yet! But when it all played out, it was fun! We kicked, punched and blocked. We fought off phantom attackers in a phantom parking lots. And for 60 minutes, felt like part of a secret society – truly part of a boys’ club!