The class began with some words of encouragement and basic mobility to really “lubricate” the joints. I tried to keep up but after hearing that man say “lubricate,” obviously I needed to lie down for a moment. Taufatofua’s large arm circles accounted for the best part of the warm-up, in that they allowed for a perfect view of his entire torso. He then went through a circuit of basic full-body exercises which he renamed because that’s what charming fucking athletes do. Jumping jacks were “call for helps,” opposite arm extensions were “reach for the mango,” high kicks were “kick the coconuts” (mmm), and my personal favorite was the cross-jabs, which he referred to as “punching away negativity.”

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I know very little about the nation of Tonga, but if Pita Taufatofua would like to call me and have a topless conversation about its attributes, its geographies, really anything—my Zoom is ready, willing, and able. Until we find each other, I will likely be tuning in every day for all of his classes.