You'd think that after 34 years I'd kinda have the hang of breathing. But considering that I'm famously bad at any kind of choreographed movement (see college step aerobics class circa 1996; or any instance of me dancing), I guess I shouldn't be surprised that I struggled to put it all together. Bright side: didn't die. That's Jen - 1, water - 0!
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