While you were a cheerleader, she was a boxer. Two complete different things. Recently she was watching your routines when she noticed how you often got unbalanced which made her force you into private boxing basics, mostly footwork to help you.

She told you to get in a stance, dominate leg in the back, pushing you a bit. You stepped back stumbling.

“See, you need to learn footwork. You have horrible balance.” She spoke.