In order to be able to even think about running I've been doing work outs at home. Working out at home can be great...until you pop in a video with a super hot instructor. I'm currently attempting to do Julian Hough's "Dance Julianne" video. HOLY CRAP. At first I thought that I had accidentally stumbled across a sex tape.
Then I realized that no, it wasn't a sex tape but at actual exercise video...you could have fooled me with all the hip twirling and thrusting that was going down.
I found out two things. The rhythm that I thought I had, doesn't exist. So, all these years where I thought I was looking cool on the dance floor? Wasn't. Apparently I was looking stupid. DARN IT.
I also found out that dancing is a heck of a good work out, I was sweating harder than I do when I try to carry Violet upstairs.
I did the Cha Cha, Jive and Paso Doble. Which kind of translates into the "Don't fall down", "Holy crap this is fast" and "Shit, I can't breath"
Enough already! I'm ready to run!
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