get it

550 squats.
550 abs.
50 sprints.
Lunges and hill sprints and high knees in-between.

...and then, the last hour of dance class, in which I was praised for my "excellent timing"--even during Jockey, which I almost didn't do because I was feeling so awful about it.

I have to admit, I think the dancer I once was is creeping back in...and maybe this time, she'll be even better.

I feel like a warrior!