Anyone who saw my head bouncing above the crowd at the HB dance will probably agree.
My friend invited me to go to a hip-hop class last night. I took classes like this back when I went to Gold's gym in Provo until I realized how ridiculous I probably looked. Then I stopped. Well, I had forgotten how ridiculous I looked and ended up accepting my friend's invitation. There was only one other guy there and a bunch of little kids. The mirror at the front of the room wasn't even tall enough to get my head (maybe this was a good thing).
You know, you would think I'd be great at hip-hop routines. It's all about keeping time and rhythm and all that, and after all, I was in the marching band for three years in high school.
Wait, what the crap am I talking about.
I'm just gonna blame it on my height. Sound good? Great. Hey guess what, I'm bored at work and really tired. I didn't go to the gym this morning, maybe that's why.
4 comments:
Hey, this is the perfect post to put some pics on! We have a great one of you doing the YMCA dance!
Ah yes, the YMCA...I'll have to remember to bring my roller skates to the next church dance.
I'm not sure how I found my way to your blog; but the title was enough to make me laugh out loud. If every day is as boring as this one, I don't want eternity.
Your posts kind of crack me up though; consider yourself added to the list!
I found your blog through LinkUp. I like it. I will continue to read.
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