Work It Out

My swollen ankle extravaganza has finally subsided, so I decided to strap on the tennis shoes and head to my second West Coast Swing lesson. It was technically a "dance party" night, but they offered a free lesson with admission. I didn't stay for the party, simply because... well I like swing dancing... I HATE the swing scene. I think I even saw a guy I used to dance with 8 years ago. He hadn't changed a bit. Luckily it was dark and I escaped without anyone noticing.

Anyway, I popped into the beginner lesson with another couple. We did this little tension exercise do demonstrate the relationship between a lead and follow. It involved linking hands and bending our knees together while standing in front of each other. So of course, since I'm sorely out of shape and my hamstrings are tight, bending my knees with my lead was a challenge. Yes! The simple act of bending my knees/squatting was painful! The lead/instructor kept saying "straighten your back!" and I couldn't.

This dancin' thing is going to involve a lot more work, isn't it? My core is shot, legs are tight, and I'm dancing kind of heavy. I'm out of shape.

Inspired to fix this mess I discovered last night, I went to my little pygmy gym this morning while M headed for some work at the office. I managed to do 30 minutes of light cardio and a little bit of weight training. Then came home to do some housecleaning.

I am SORE! Everything hurts. I mean, I feel great and all... but my legs are screaming at me.

I've got a long way to go apparently. And to think I was going to quit the gym and just focus on ballroom. Looks like I need the supplemental activity as well. Darn it!