Decided to drop into a “Latin Dance” class series this week – with the need to step up my workouts and my adoration of dance, it just made sense. Just 2 hours a night, for three nights. i recruited some of my local theater-posse to share the pain salsa-love.
Last night the session focused on Salsa* – and we were informed that we’d be learning the basics, then “building” new moves over the next two nights as well.
i’m clearly a “Freestyle” performer. “What do you mean i need to keep my feet doing that back and forth thingie while i start dragging my arms around my partners head like i’m wrapping him in spaghetti?” This was a true test of coordination. Oh, and i failed.
i can do feet. i can do hands. i cannot do both at the same time…
The Meringue** was much more fun, and a helluva lot easier! Imagine your ankles are chained together***. Alternate knee bends, while keeping your feet on the floor and shuffling around with a healthy butt-wiggle. Major lower body action as a result of the foot/knee movement. Oh, and remember to keep your upper body still.
Ridiculously Cute, Hardbodied, Puerto-Rican Instructor Lady: Remember, everybody is asleep upstairs, while there’s a party going on downstairs.
Lots of fun, successful workout. My ass hurts.
From there, off to drink beer – $2 Pint Night at a local pub. And Karaoke! Woo-hoo! Once i’d ascertained that the local talent was lacking, daisyfae got up to belt out a few tunes. After the second number, i had a table full of drunken groupies.
Big fun… My ass and throat hurt this morning, and i’d felt like i’d been “ridden hard and put away wet” as i dragged myself out of bed to get to work by 7:30. And to think i had that much fun on a school night fully clothed?
* Mmmm… “salsa”
** Mmmmm…. “meringue”
*** Mmmmm… “chains”