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Picture this, if you will...

Me.

Taking my first step aerobics (yes, step aerobics) class since 1992.

That is some Dance Dance Revolution shit if I've ever experienced it.

(How the fuck did I used to do it?)

I ultimately just stood in the middle of the floor, arms crossed, in awe. Had to take an extra hour-long weight training class afterwards to make myself feel like I got a decent workout.

(Note to self: no more step aerobics. Ever.)

Now my limbs are stiff and aching and I'm in bed, listening to "Hissing Fauna" and wondering who Eva (of "Bunny Ain't No Kind of Rider" shame) is. Athenians? Please divulge.