I have to shake it up and share a truly humbling moment. 

It was an ordinary weekday, but I had participated in some zoom dance classes and was feeling an extra pep in my step.

I had showered and was feeling fresh. I already transitioned from spandex pants to an ankle length cotton shift dress. 

The hubs and I were discussing moves that engage your core. Naturally I wanted to share some of the moves I had practiced earlier.

As I was telling him how hard it is to stand and do leg lifts and stationary kicks, I felt that a demonstration was needed to really show the strength of those moves.

I was in a standing lunge with my front foot slightly out in ballet form ready to point my toes and kick my back leg in front of me like a Rockette dancer.

Controlled. Graceful.

As I swept my back leg past my standing leg the hem of my dress pulled all of me up and I unintentionally did my first Deathdrop.

I sat still. Stunned and nervous that I had done some real damage. The hubs was disturbed and panicked at what he had just seen. Asking me repeatedly if I was ok. He was shook.

I had literally kicked my ass to the floor. 

Major props to the Queens who are lit and have perfected the death defying drop.

Mine needs a bit more practice.