I run into my girlfriend at the Y one day. “Hi Babe!" she yells across the gym "We’re going out for Carrie's birthday this weekend. You should come! We're going SALSA DANCING!" "Definitely! I'm THERE!" I yell back. I put my earphones back in my ears and continue watching The Ellen Degeneres Show while keeping a nice, slow pace on the treadmill. I start thinking of the outfit I will choose for my salsa event. Thank God I got this treadmill session in this week.......my body will look slammin'. As the week progresses however, I start to panic. Salsa? I don’t salsa! shit. Why did I say yes? “Babe. You SHOULD go! You'll have so much fun! And you'll meet new people! Totally out of your element!” My BFF finally convinces me. She’s right. I need to step out of my comfort zone right now. My friend texts me the night of the party. "If you can get someone to drive you to my house, then