My newest hobby

Last year I ran a half marathon. My goal was to finish without dying or puking, and somehow I managed to avoid both.  Just when I thought I was a weak and lazy whimp, I somehow trained to run 13 miles. It wasn’t pretty, but I did it. Go me.
But that was sooo 2008. This year I need a new challenge, so I’ve chosen a different sport–one that I am equally as clueless about, but one that I think will take me far in life.
I’m learning to salsa.
Two friends and I are taking weekly salsa lessons at a local dance studio. Every Monday night you’ll find me in my strappy high heels, jeans, and a tank top (a la Dancing With the Stars), shaking my tushy to the reggae flavor of the month. It looks like I’ll soon be hanging out at the local salsa club on the weekends, dancing it up with my new-found friends. Maybe I’ll find myself a latin lover, learn a little Spanish, and and kiss the single life goodbye… all because of this new salsa class.
Nah, probably not. But it’s still excellent exercise and provides endless amounts of entertainment. And it’s the only workout I’ve found that I can do while wearing cute shoes.
In our first class, I learned the highly-choreographed sexy hair-comb move. Seriously, we practiced it for 15 minutes. I’m not sure if mine is sexy, or just awkward. I plan to practice it constantly over the next week… I’ll be doing the sexy hair-comb while stopped at stoplights, while standing in line at the grocery store, while checking my mail… that’s not weird, is it?
This highly-choreographed sexy hair-comb move might just be my ticket to stardom.

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