You know how in college when you have to sit through pesky prerequisites (e.g., Survey of 18th Century British Drama) to get to the classes you really want (e.g., Reading Contemporary American Prose in a Hot Tub)?
Well, I think that's sort of what we're doing in this new class. It is hard-core heeling. Heeling bootcamp is how I'm thinking of it. If Henry can't heel by the end of this, there is absolutely no hope of him ever heeling, and I'll just forget the idea of him doing Rally, which is OK, because that's a recent whim that I can forget pretty easily.
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