Breakin'

This may sound shocking, but I went to a breakdancing class yesterday. Anyone who knows me knows that dance classes really aren't my thing. But I've always wanted to learn how to b-boy, and now I'm on my way. The class was 2 1/2 hours long and was totally not what I expected. I though I would be moonwalking and doing the worm, and then maybe some poppin' and lockin'. Instead, I was doing handstands and dance moves and sweating my ass off. I could not believe how hard it was. It was like doing step aerobics for 2 1/2 hours. When I got home last night, my ears were ringing and my body was cramping up and I collapsed into bed. I knew that things weren't going to be good in the morning. And I was right. I woke up this morning and could barely move. I almost cried when I had to reach for the toothpaste. Every muscle in my body hurts. It was a hell of a workout. I can't wait to do it again. Though I may have to wait a while because right now it hurts to walk.