Now Walk it Out

Last night I went to a super fun Hip Hop exercise class instructed by The Sun (that sounds like taah sun). I, of course, looked like a horse's ass, but was having a good time anyway and I got a workout I didn't even know I was getting. I would like to say I conquered the dance routine, but that would be a ball face lie. The made me move from the back of the class to the front which I thought was just awesome...not! (Perfect time to use that word again). At the end of the session we had to perform in front of the entire gym...I'm only kidding. However, we did have to perform in front of half the class which was funny. I realized that I wasn't as embarrassed as I once would have been. My face used to turn bright red at the mere thought of having to stand up in front of people and dance sober, but I guess the class was filled with people that couldn't really dance, so I felt at home. Now to those of you that know me, please do underestimate my skills. I have not let you down...I still got it (I think). I'm just not a hip hop girl, I'm more of a freestyler...ok. So, the picture appearing at the top of the blog is not of the girls at the gym class, but of some girls that really know how to 'Walk It Out' (sorry Katie, I know you know how, but I don't have a picture of you demonstrating).