Let's not discuss the irrational decision making or potential lengthy unemployment period, please and thank you.
Onto the recap. Maybe I'll finish before next New Years...
July was quite a month.
During the last weekend of June/beginning of July, I was finally getting certified to teach spin. The class was on a Sunday and was 8 hours of instructional SPINNING FUN. I somehow got persuaded to go out that Saturday night before. Worst. Decision. Ever. When you're goofily drunkenly grinning at the instructor-of-all-spin-instructors during the hardest part of the ride, she will not hesitate to call you out in front of the whole group. Fun fact. That was a rough 8 hours. The night was fun though I suppose, minus the fact that Brandon and I were galavanting across Georgetown holding hands at one point. He didn't even have my number yet. I'm really good at being sly and mysterious like that.
Also, I informed him that I don't dance. (I have ZERO rhythm) Then this happened...several times...
Also, I informed him that I don't dance. (I have ZERO rhythm) Then this happened...several times...
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