On Tuesday night, I went to a dance class taught by an instructor I've taken class from a handful of times before. Because of this, I have gotten to know her warmups pretty well. During a plie combination to Beyonce's Halo (of all things) I was struck with an overwhelming feeling of peace.
You can't put a price on that.
Forget the gym. I won't find peace there.
Thank you to those who commented on my previous post debating whether I should give it up. I have since realized that I am incredibly fortunate to, at my age, have the options I do and the classes that are available to me. I won't be able to dance like this forever so I should take advantage of it.
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