Dance Away the Night

If anyone knows me well, they know that I am absolutely obsessed with sports. I watch football, baseball, basketball, hockey, and tons of others. I play in two fantasy football leagues, one fantasy baseball league, and a hockey fantasy league. I always have ESPN on, unless one of my other few shows is on, like Grey's Anatomy (I'm a sap), Project Runway (LOVE LOVE LOVE), and my overall favorite, Dancing with the Stars (more on this below).

I love watching 1st and 10, because I think Skip Bayless is amazing (yeah yeah, I know everyone hates him). Around the Horn totally makes my day, because I always hope that Jay Mariotti and Woody Paige will face off for face time. Nothing makes my night like PTI. I hate when they have guest hosts on PTI, because I think it ruins the brilliance of the show. Chris Berman and Steve Levy rock my world.

As I mentioned above, Dancing with the Stars has been my obsession for many seasons. I watch every season, every episode, follow blogs, twitter, and stalk Wikipedia for all fo the information I can get. Not only have I fallen in love with certain pros (Louis Van Amstel can do no wrong), but I love the costumes and progression.

What a great way to workout. Not only is it a fun way to lose weight, but you get to learn so many cool dances. As much as doing the Soulja Boy or the Macarena is cool in bars, seeing couples swing dance or jive is way more exciting. My parents took a dance class two years ago to learn certain ballroom dances, and I've probably never seen my parents have so much fun.

UGA offers a ballroom class, but it fills up on the first day of registration. I believe that ballroom dancing is one of the most interesting sports to learn about, and it most certainly is a sport. These men and women have tighter bodies than most gymnasts and basketball players. They are way beyond the most flexible of athletes and put hours and hours of each day into perfecting their routines. Certain dances allow for lifts, so they must be agile enough to hold a woman or or to be able to perform a difficult maneuver in the air.

I would probably do anything to be able to perform these dances. It's nice to dream, but who wouldn't? I live vicariously through the show and don't miss anything. I guess it's just another dirty pleasure.

Are breasts only for men? They affect men.

I tend to be a bit of a news junkie. I love reading about what is going on locally and nationally, whether it is bad or good. So many people in this world have absolutely no idea what is going on int heir own home town, much less the world.

I love CNN and I ran across a story about the original KISS drummer surviving breast cancer. Breast cancer is something that we see women struggle with every day, but we hardly ever give it a thought that it might actually affect men as well.

Breasts have become a taboo subject in this country, mainly because of the media's extreme exposure and obsession with the human body. Rarely anymore do we see a magazine article with a woman in it that does not have a focus on some part of her body. Models are supposed to model clothing, yet the eye that we use through the camera hardly sees these objects that they are supposed to be displaying. There are many media outlets that allow people to view breasts as a whole, such as Playboy or Penthouse.

Many men probably do not know that they can also be stricken with the scary disease of breast cancer. Less than 1% of breast cancer cases affect men, but it can happen to anyone. Obviously, if a musician from one of the most memorable rock bands in history can be stricken with breast cancer, any normal "healthy" man could.

I think that the Susan B. Komen Foundation is a great service to provide information on breast cancer for women, but what about the men? I know that women are constantly fighting for equality to men, but what about medical equality for men? Don't men need information about important cancers as much as women do? Would women be given more information if we had prostates as well? I don't know.

Now, every time I put on a shirt, I wonder if men worry about how their "chest" looks in the shirt the same way that I do. I have no idea if I will ever be diagnosed with breast cancer, but I know that I have decades of information about women's breast cancer to help me through it. Will men ever feel that confident about a cancer? Probably not.

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