Our instructor is a vivacious, curvy woman who's a cop during the day (much to the chagrin of my recently-ticketed friend). Her love for dance is contagious, and she's encouraging without being obnoxious. I was grateful that I had some dance background, since there wasn't a lot of training involved. She basically started dancing and let us follow. I realized just how out-of-shape I was midway through the second fast song. And then she informed us that we were done doing the slow stuff and she was ready to pick up the pace. I told my friend if I was home watching a video, I would've paused her butt by now.
I finished my bottle of water about halfway through the class (next time I will bring two!), but I had a blast. I haven't salsa danced in years, so it was wonderful to feel that rhythm again. Amazingly enough I was able to drag my butt out of bed this morning. Hopefully this class will help me get back to my much smaller self! :)
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