whew

Aug. 3rd, 2008 06:08 pm
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I think I may die. All major muscle groups hurt, but my abs and thighs are complaining the loudest. My knees and the tops of my feet are solid masses of bruise. I drained three large water bottles, a big bottle of Gatorade, and another one of Vitamin Water. I had salt lines on the inside and outside of my bra and on the inside and outside of the tank top I was wearing.

And this wasn't even a strenuous workshop by Yousry's standards.

But I learned a fabulous choreography, found a hidden stash of confidence and poise, bought more shinies than I'd planned on, and have some new CDs to absorb. All in all, the money and sweat that I paid for this weekend were TOTALLY WORTH IT.

I think I can say that I'm a dancer. I still have a long way to go before I'll be a good dancer, but I think that I finally have proven that I can keep up, pay my dues, and belong to this group.

This? This is a really awesome feeling.

I'm going to eat some french fries for the salt and carbs, then collapse on the couch. I finished Midnight Never Comes today, which was good except for how it felt like she left out seven or eight chapters of plot development.

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