So this one time I used to be a belly dancer. Like a PRO-fessional.
No, me either apparently.
Somehow got coerced into my first Zumba class. I was awful. Ok, maybe for a beginner, I was ok. But awful in the grand scheme of things. I avoided the mirror as much as possible.
But I was sweating buckets, so it must be challenging me in some why that running doesn't.
So even though what I was doing was definitely not dancing, or Zumba-ing, I suppose I'll be back next week.