Let me set the scene. Last night. Brooklyn. Park Slope. Union Hall. Basement. Post-awesome hipster concert. DJ spinning mad 80s tunes. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. You got it?
The beginning beats of She's A Maniac start blaring out of the speakers. I go wild. My friends are ready to leave. I cannot leave during this song. I proceed to dance like a maniac (how cute) into the hallway by the bathroom, high-fiving passing dancers who are almost as enthusiastic as I am about this song. I have let it all go. I am crazily dancing all around. It is time to go. I make this statement, a statement so bold, I was afraid to say it out loud, for fear that I was just so caught up in the moment.
"This could be the best song to dance to in the whole world". 18 hours later. I still stand by it.
Cut to this morning. After brunch at Bianca's, we are sitting around watching YouTube videos of the 80s Crystal Light Aerobics Competition. This naturally leads us into conversation about Jazzercise. Is it still around? Are there videos? Where can we get that leotard? Obvious questions.
I Google Jazzercise. It seems it's making a comeback. Maybe it never left. But they've got Dancing with the Stars Behind It.
I have spoken at times of starting an exercise class for freestyle dancing. Seems this more organized Jazzercise may be right up my alley. So I've decided. After all the searching, all the confusion of what to do with my life, I've figured it out. I now know how to answer the question of what I'm going to do when I'm done traveling. I'm going to use my mind-blowing dance skills for the betterment of mankind (or more likely womankind). I'm going to teach the world Jazzercise.
These 2 stories seem unrelated when I go back and re-read this entry. They are not. Loves music. Loves to dance. Period.
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