My entire body is still sore after taking a dance class on Friday. It was a ballet/jazz body conditioning class that kicked my ass. The lady who teaches it is an old ballet diva along with everyone else in the class. I was feeling pretty confident I could keep up seeing as though I'm in my late 20's and the rest of these ladies were in their late 60's. HUMBLED was I. These ladies put me to shame. I can only hope to be in that kind of shape when I'm their age. If I keep this up though I'll be ripped and more flexible in no time...provided I can make it through the recovery period. My next class is on Wednesday.
A rush of creativity poured over me today and I had the idea to turn one of my sarongs into a pair of pants. Just a fold or two, a few cuts and the with the help of my sewing machine I figured it out. They look like my goucho pants, kind of like a skirt, but not. Yeah, I'm very pleased. Actually, I think I could sell them. You know, put a little table up in Times Square. I'd make a fortune! Now, I just have to figure out how to make them faster.
Okay, short update and now I'm back to my movie marathon.
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