My first class was last night and it went something like this:
*sigh*
I'm not sure what happened to the super-sexy dancer that used to frequent all the clubs back in her 20's but she is definitely no longer with us. It was kind of embarrassing. But then I looked around and realized we all looked pretty bad and so I just went with it. Talk about a good workout. I could barely walk to the car to drive home.
This morning I am definitely sore so I think I'll be continuing on with the class. Next time, though, I will not be standing in front of the mirror. In this case, denial is best...
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