September growing pains....

Ouch....I am so sore! My body is in agony right now. Recently I went to the gym to start a new workout program. My friend Dan who used to bartend at Houstons is a Personal Trainer. He totally kicked my ass. My body is not happy. My upper body is so sore it's been keeping me up at night. Still, it's a good sore. I forgot what it feels like to re-mold your body into something else. That's what happens when you are training to be a dancer. The last few days I've been thinking, "Right, no pain, no gain. Now I remember!" It's gonna take some time but I'm excited about this work out program.

My Zumba classes have been amazing. I continue to be inspired the people I get to meet and I love being able to move my body for a living again. Some days I wonder if I've taken on a bit much. It's a bit of a stretch to do two Zumba classes a day. But then I remember what it was like to do eight shows of the Lion King a week and I stop complaining.

Last weekend I spun at Houstons for two very different groups of people. To my right were older guys with lots of money digging the beats. To my left, a bunch of younger kids who were not. I was playing Swedish House Mafia and Kaskade, the younger guys wanted R Kelley. At the end of the night one of the guys at that table came up to me and said, "Yo man, you're going to stay at this Steakhouse, you suck." He might as well have punched me in the stomach. The other table thanked me for a great night. Go figure. I treated myself to a drink and I took a cab home. To get such polarized critiques in one night I thought to myself, "wow...I must be doing something right!"