Dances: Waltz, quickstep, foxtrot
Starbucks: Xtra hot short whole milk mocha
My regular Wednesday choir rehearsal was cancelled this evening, giving us a chance to work out and practice when we normally do not get the chance. Because our practice time is usually very short if we practice at all on Wednesday, Jeff has picked that day for the legs workout, and I decided to join in the "fun" since I was too tired today to run on the cross trainer for 45 minutes. Unfortunately, since my calves seized up during the pre-workout warm up run, as I was stretching out my leg my left hip suddenly gave way and something popped. I don't think it was good but I can still walk, so I think I just hyper-extended something in my hip. That will be fun tomorrow...not. I will say, however, that the one half rule does not generally apply to my legs at all, as I am able to handle a much more proportional weight for my size on lower body weights...yay for being a standard dancer!
The dancing was slow and not great with lots of legs buckling underneath us and feet sticking to the floor, a lot of this a result of the preceding workout. Oh well, at least we got some in on a day we normally wouldn't. We tried to dance jive to warm up because our practice buddy (a Latin dancer) wanted us to play one so he could see us try to do it; the look on his face told me he thought it would be funny. That was a pretty sure fail after a brief attempt, since leaden legs do not make for light feet, so we ended up with a low key West coast swing for warm up material. We didn't get far in the waltz as it required too much leg control, the slow foxtrot exercise was pretty rocky, and we ran some slow quickstep as well, which probably went the best of the lot. The focus in practice there was more on shaping and less on leg control. All in all it was a short and not great feeling practice, but as always, I would say worth it.
The evening ended with Jeff enlightening me about the splendors of Velveeta "cheese," which to his chagrin was missing from the aisles of the local Safeway in the desired package size. "It's not usually in the refrigerated section," my hungry partner explained, "It's usually just kind of sitting right out there, which is kind of scary when you think about it." Ya think?