Thursday, March 05, 2009
My poor left foot
THIS, friends, is how I got a stress fracture of my left 5th metatarsal bone.
Yes, the dance instructor is really nice to look at, and she's really good, isn't she? Notice the woman in the green T-shirt in the back? That's more what I looked like my first class.
Just a little confused. I knew I was always "offbeat" but being "off the beat" can really do damage to a girl.
The guy in the middle of the room is more what I look like now. Well intentioned and dreaming of looking like the instructor, but still not really getting the moves.
My problem is that I try to do the dance steps, watch the instructor, and try to figure out what to do with my body. There's no way I can catch up with the instructor, which is part of the fun, but sometimes, my body can't catch up with my feet. So, the bones go one way and the ligaments go the other and the result is a "stress fracture" of the small bones - especially if you aren't wearing the correct shoes.
Which I am. Now. How these women do this in spike heels is beyond me!
It is only by the grace of a merciful God that I haven't broken my neck!
My favorite part is 'round about 3 minutes in. The combination "Beyonce-Shakira" moves are just too much fun - and very sexy - until you look in the mirror.
I'll tell you what - that ain't Beyonce or Shakira lookin' backatcha.
Oh, and BTW, this is only 9 minutes of a - ready? - ONE HOUR CLASS.
Just lookin' for a little sympathy, is all.