The Post-Holiday Guilt Complex
“Blood on the dance floor, MJ says!!!” Our instructor shouts this to the music as we sweat through a round of pulsing pliés. This is a snapshot of my friendly neighborhood Jazzercise class. My friend and I were recently recruited to join, and since it’s just down the street from us, we decided to give it a go. I know what you may be thinking. Jazzercise is still a thing? It’s not just a relic … Read more