First workshop in two years and I'm alive and it's day three!!! Seriously, Monday night my left knee and ball of left foot hurt so much I was having panic attacks that I might not be able to make it through the rest of the week. But, after ice and stretching the following day (and some alcohol the night of), I managed to feel pretty darn good for the next two days.
I am working on a tangos (nothing at all like ballroom/Argentine). It's a dance for a party atmosphere so it's a cute/sexy/fun/tongue-in-cheek kind of dance. We are learning a choreography but you can pull it apart to use and make it your own. The best thing ever is that when I get home I can actually remember the choreography instead of everything being a-huge-blank-as-it-was-so-fast-and-so-beyond -my-skill-set-that-I-shouldn't-have-spent-the-$$$-to-be-in-that-class-kind-of-black-hole!!! Wow, after 8 years I am sort of starting to get this madness called flamenco!
My day is coming to an early end and my bed is calling to me. Night all!