Dance, people. DANCE!

I am not exactly a very fit person seeing that I was outran a couple of times by the heaviest girl in high school. Some guys who knew me well once placed bets on it. I am still very offended lol.

Buuut...I take dance classes weekly. As hard as it is to drag myself off the bed every Sunday morning for a session of 300 crunches, leg lifts and 30 minutes of cardio before dancing my butt off... I have to say I really enjoy it. Dance is a very good way to interpret music. Sometimes, by watching others dance, I start to see some songs in a different perspective. Screw words and long explanation -just watch.

In class, we do a whole range of dances like jazz, hip hop, latin or we just fuse them all together. This time around, I had to do a lyrical piece to "Breathless" by Shayne Ward and trust me, I would rather be popping around than holding a pose and stretching as gracefully as possible without looking like a teapot balancing on a chopstick. Slow songs are the hardest in my opinion. :(  But dancers can't be picky. LEARN EM ALL!

There was this one part in the chorus where we had to go down in a split, then do a 360 skaters spin on the bum and then pose around and gently get up using only one hand. (and repeat 3 times) I was soo exhausted after the 2nd attempt I started using everything from the wrist to the elbow to the knee to launch myself up. So much for grace.

"You're like an angel..."

Nope. I felt like this fellow here. With artificial wings.

Okay I feel like a gorilla now. Arms all heavy and stuff.. and they are trembling. I salute them ballerinas. Gah. Let's hope I can roll outta bed tomorrow!

PS: My classmates and I are currently planning on giving our profits from our project to charity (undecided). We are still sorting things out...slowly :).