Some things have changed since I was a kid. When I was 13, the Kick-Ass crime fighters wore sequins, and my best friend and I wanted to be just like them.

Now, they wear spandex and do Kickboxing, and we still want to be like them.

Yesterday I had my first Kickboxing class with a delightful person named Erin Joy of Will Race Performance Studio. Her name suits her.

Erin was happy to be there. I was too, until about 10 minutes into it. Then I realized that Kickboxing is really just a forum for doing lunges to hip-hop music.

But Erin’s joy was a bit contagious, and I had to focus so hard on watching her and copying her moves, that I distracted myself just enough to make it through the hour. Well, most of the hour.

Erin looks much stronger than any of the original Charlies Angels. This makes me doubt their authenticity. If I were in a dark alley, I think I’d rather have Erin with me than Farrah, Kate or Jaclyn.

I think Erin would protect me from bad guys, and she’d be happy doing it:

Here is another reason Erin is buff:

She calls this the One Armed Plank and she made us try it after we kicked for an hour. I call it nearly impossible. You could try this at home, but I should warn you, it can lead to falling flat on your face and bonking your nose.

I still want to be like Kate Jackson, so I’ll be doing Kickboxing again next week. If anyone wants to join me, Erin will be happy to let you try a free class. Sequins optional.