I had signed myself up for this fund-raiser 2-hour Zumba class... Weee! Mom happened to be up in Cinci that morning while Dad and Adam were finishing up a project at church. So she decided to join me in the Zumba-ing. We stopped over at TJ Maxx to pick up some exercise clothes for her and then got to stretchin'.
Wowzas! Two solid hours of non-stop kickin' and bouncin' and scrunchin' and booty shakin'!
Wowzas! Two solid hours of non-stop kickin' and bouncin' and scrunchin' and booty shakin'!
Oh. The. Glorious. Hurt.
Came home and crashed for a good hour and a half.
And then! My old pal Brian called to see if I wanted to go out. So I stretched my aching bones, put on something pretty and Adam and I went to meet Brian and Borden at Stanley's pub for some music and good times. Turns out, the guys playing were some friends of Adam's from back in his rock'n'roll days, and several more of his music buddies showed up, too.
Glad I didn't wimp out and stay home!
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