It was Steve's and my first time visiting LA Live since it opened (We've been to Staples before but not the new complex.) and it was quite a sight. Yes, touristy and crazy big, with the Nokia Center and countless restaurants blazing lights and blaring out noise, but it also features some great restaurants. Once it's complete it will be a huge boon to downtown LA. Of course, Steve and I were discussing the best off-times to come down to try out a restaurant so that we don't have to pay huge parking fees or deal with annoying drunks.
Anyway, the show. INSANE! Stevie was adorable and pitch-perfect, going for crystal clear notes that we don't always hear from her in concert. And I thought Lindsey's head was going to explode a couple times. I've always been impressed by his guitar playing but last night it was like he was on fire, the veins popping out of his neck as he riffed through countless songs. So impressive.
I'd always liked Fleetwood Mac but Steve's the person who got me into seeing their concerts, and last night as we drove home I was quite thankful for the experience.
Fortunately, it's a small beginning class that will have at least three friends (Steve included) so I've got that comfort zone going on. Friend Lacey-- pictured here hanging from me on the silks-- will be there (but I won't be hanging upside down and holding people tomorrow).
Whatever. I'm super excited.
I woke up around 5:30 this morning and my mind immediately started going over the warmups and stations that everyone will be on tomorrow. The group workouts are set up in a circuit training format, normally with two trapeze stations and two stretch stations, but numbers will make that a little bit difficult tomorrow. I hope to have some photos for Monday.