I had my first improv workshop tonight. I was Spider-Man, a super spy, a 40-year-old, a guy in an animal suit at a fair, a retired military general, a chimpanzee, a wallpaper hanger, and a rap artist. And there’s more classes yet!
It’s a smaller class than I thought it would be – there are only 5 of us: two 50+-year-old women, a 25-year-old guy, a late 30’s-ish woman, and me.
My legs are wobbly from all my jumping around, but it was good to get back into improv. It’s been about a year since my last foray. This will stretch me, I think. At the very least, I’ll need to start stretching before classes…