the good kind of pain...
Last night Paul and I took a Balboa class (taught by our friend Emily) at Eleven on Grove
. Balboa...think crowded ballrooms in the 30's with couples dancing close to fast music...I often envision guys in sailor suits leading, but maybe that's just me ;)
Awesome class! Since I didn't wear heels, I spent much of the hour and a half pretending by standing on the balls of my feet. Which of course gave me great
posture, and totally left me today with sore calves. But, you know, in that good way that makes you know you were using your muscles. Is it an excuse to skip the gym? Hmmm...maybe not right now. In fact, I think I'll work on my calf strength a bit for the next round of dancing!