A first timer nearly doesn't make it to Frame StepI’m going to be honest with you Framers. I very nearly didn’t make it to my first Frame Step class at all. In my defence, it was Monday, and it had been a tough day, even for a Monday. I stepped out of the office at 5pm, into pouring rain, reached into my bag for my umbrella and realised I’d left it at home. That kind of day. Did I feel like racing to Frame Shoreditch for a 5.30pm class that promises a killer thigh workout? Did I f**k. But now I’m writing this on the bus home at 6.30pm and I’m so pleased I went. My thighs hurt a bit, but only in a good way, and I’m feeling jollier than I have all day. So: a completely honest first-timer review of Frame Step, by someone who frankly didn’t fancy it much.
Step is a Nineties classic. All the cool chicks back then had their best bootcut leggings and t Reebok Princess kicks on to grapevine to Finally by Ce Ce Peniston in Step class. The actual ‘Step’ is a doorstep-sized platform that you step on and off, so it’s a bit like climbing a never-ending flight of stairs, which gives you an idea why it’s a good workout! The Step gets your heart rate pumping with no jumping, so it’s easy on your knees.
Lovely instructor Brendon brought the tunes and the energy and broke the choreography into three-minute song-length chunks. Learning the steps was an excellent distraction from the non-stop stepping – although every time I thought I’d nailed the routine, I messed it up the next time. (But almost everyone went wrong now and again so that was fine.) We did five tracks non-stop stepping, one track of arms, then another five tracks of stepping and then it was done. And now I’m on my way home. And to misquote that other Nineties classic, Four Weddings and a Funeral, yes it’s still raining, but this time I hadn’t noticed.
Long time Framer and Fashion Editor at The Guardian Jess Cartner-Morley
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