Key-Glyph wrote:Oh, no. I'm terribly, sincerely sorry. That was not my intention at all. My apologies for inadvertently causing you more pain.
People get testy and confused when life throws stuff in your face.
You're good with all of us.
So buckle your seat belt, keep all limbs inside the cart, and prepare all jokes in a proper manner for this news:
I have signed up for ballet lessons. HUSH! Or don't; that's up to you.
My wife has certainly been giving me the business, which is understandable. But I tells ya, I took a few free classes, and when I got home I was exhausted and my legs were jelly. My feet are still numb.
Yoga and lifting weights at home is dope and fun, but ballet makes p-90x seem like sissy stuff. Or the other way around...Not sure.
Point being, I've always grown up around music and dancing (name dropping: I dated junior Miss dance NC) and have always loved improving on my body and technique. When I practice a full split, my balls will touch the floor, but can't finish the entire split.
Happily married, but cheap and scheduled exercise with a load of cute girls ain't half bad.
But leotard shopping? Thhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaat will be something.
Primo uomo I intend to be. And I can't say it enough (well, I probably already have) I don't take myself seriously, but I take what I do very seriously. And holy shit if it isn't a conversation starter for interviews.
"What are your hobbies?"
'Ballet, composing playing music, keeping up to date with current business trends, stand up comedy, reading, playing hockey, online fund raising and philanthropy. '
That should open the door for some interesting questions.
