Yeah, so, one of my New Year’s resolutions is to be more active. I’m trying to worry less about dieting and food. Instead, I’m focusing more on exercise and being healthy.
I love yoga, and I’m continuing to do that once a week. But I also wanted to try something different, so I signed up for a dance class.
My buddy Malaika came with me so that I wouldn’t be embarrassed all by myself. It’s not a serious dance class. It’s a fun, let’s get sweaty dance class.
I’ve never taken a dance class before, so I didn’t know what to expect. Actually, that’s not true. I did know what to expect: I expected that I wouldn’t remember the steps (even though they were repeatedly demonstrated for me), and I expected that I would always be about two beats behind everyone else. Both of those things happened.
It’s a hip-hop/jazz class. I have zero rhythm, and even the simplest dance step was challenging. But, those things are not important. What’s important is that I had a good time and upped my activity level. I’ll definitely go back. I want to make it a regular thing. Shit, maybe I’ll even get better.
In other news, cute dog photos!