...pretend:

to know what I'm doing. Or to be fit. As if...

Seems like it's going to become a regular habit.
Memorising complex choreographies, very doubtful music, fast moves, littles weights, even sit-ups. I must be mad. Would you...?

Anyhoo, it fulfills it's duty, putting a bit of distance between the madness in office and my sanity. And kickboxing wasn't on offer.