Do one thing every day that scares you

Today I took part in my first ever contemporary dance workshop.  I signed up knowing only, worryingly, that I would require knee pads.  

Despite (or due to?) being so generally out of my depth in every way, I had an exhilaratingly positive experience that I will remember for some time.  Especially tomorrow morning, when my muscles inevitably seize up in protest at what I made them do today.