Hi all. My name is Lydia, and I'm a huge poop face. I teach this dance class where I'm mean to my friends and I make everyone cry. It's the German in me. I tell you "how vell you are doing" and then I laugh at you. ("ohohoho!")
Seriously though, that class kicked my ass. I had to stop at least once in every exercise. Starting with the first one. Currently, I am struggling to sit cross legged, because I'm too sore to convince my legs to stay in any position other than crumpled. Also, my butt hurts. And my arms. And I think my brain shut down about 15 minutes into the class. Although that might not be Lydia's fault.
I should go. this typing is making my abs sore.
Hey Lyd, It was nice to see you. Thanks for punching me in the face. I was so excited to see you, and we ate and had ice cream and then you told me to lay down on the ground so you could kick me and hit me with weights. That's cool. Whatever. Fuck you too.
Seriously though, that class kicked my ass. I had to stop at least once in every exercise. Starting with the first one. Currently, I am struggling to sit cross legged, because I'm too sore to convince my legs to stay in any position other than crumpled. Also, my butt hurts. And my arms. And I think my brain shut down about 15 minutes into the class. Although that might not be Lydia's fault.
I should go. this typing is making my abs sore.
Hey Lyd, It was nice to see you. Thanks for punching me in the face. I was so excited to see you, and we ate and had ice cream and then you told me to lay down on the ground so you could kick me and hit me with weights. That's cool. Whatever. Fuck you too.
