One last post for the day. Best for last.

I went to the local gym with my friend Morgan, who is a member... I am not. I scooted in all sneaky-like without anyone noticing. We were there to take a "ritmix" aerobi-dance class. While waiting, we power-walked on the treadmills... running doesn´t seem to have a huge following here. At least not in gyms. Anyway, the class we were waiting for is the real kicker. Basically, we spent an hour dancing our asses off with women aged 20-200 in a little dance studio, following a fabulous man with a headband as we gyrated and flailed to everything from Rent to a Madonna 'Evita' techno remix to awesome salsa music. In short, it was wonderful. We decided that this class was a no-shame zone. Not for the self-conscious perfectionist. So with that mentality and a generally good-spirited bunch of classmates, we rocked out and I feel great. I think a lot of gyms offer this type of class, so I´ve got to make a point of going more. Not only did I get super sweaty, I think I made a few friends! Or maybe they were just laughing at me...