You know that feeling just before you go on your first new date after a break-up? Or to your first job interview after years with the same company? Or your high school reunion? Curiosity meets self-doubt meets "OMG I might hurl!"
A flurry of new and familiar faces reminded me the world did not, in fact, stop turning in my absence. (Always a shocking and sad moment for an only child). I was pleased that our small class of six ladies--a harem any coach would love--would be the perfect way to ease myself back into this world, back into this very important slice of my life that I love and missed.
Just like riding a bike, you ask? Well, after the equivalent of 193 squats (via slam balls, air squats, and back squats) sure, I suppose it's like riding a bike. Riding a bike for 250 miles.
But I'm positive I'll wake up wanting to do it all over again. If I can move, that is.
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