A Time to Twerk

After what I've dubbed "the class that didn't happen", it shouldn't come as a surprise that I was pretty terrified about the second class I had planned to teach in New York. I don't know which is worse… Trying to teach a class on a sunny, 60 degree Saturday evening, or trying to draw people in on a cold, rainy Sunday afternoon. I was pretty sure Twerk and Tone in the the city was officially a ...