Joyce Meets #BeyChella | Beyoncé is not human

Some people do crash diets, others prefer brisk walks through the park, but my favorite form of exercise has always been dancing. After watching Beyoncé TEAR UP the stage at Coachella during an unforgettable 2 hour performance, I felt inspired and up for the challenge of mastering this choreo.

How could I not? She practically reached through my Macbook and ripped me off the couch by my edges with that production value alone. Peep the homage HBCU Marching Bands and dancerettes, black Greek life, iconic music and literature mashed up with twerk anthems, a Destiny's Child reunion then topped with the Negro National Anthem! *WHEW*

Me during the show. Also me, during practice

I'm going to see her perform for the first time in New Orleans this September, so I had to be ready. A must.

I don't even have asthma, but pass me an inhaler. The dance is about 1 min. long, but took me about 2 hours straight to get the moves down, then a couple of random burst outs in public places to feel confident enough to turn on the camera.

Listen. Listen.

Lose My Breath is based off a true story. I'm sure Beyoncé's net worth affords her the luxury of owning vibranium lungs, because for her to go 2 whole hours and not miss a beat...inhumane. Even when she stopped, her backup dancers kept up the pace! That can't be legal. I'm calling BΔK Nationals.

To think she spent more than 2 minutes performing in humid California, dancing, IN A HOODIE. Those hair fans must have been working overtime, or maybe, she's just that damn good. Because she's a robot, and that's okay. We love a bionic queen.

And I love being able to have fun with this routine. Sometimes you have to let loose and live a little, then Live Out Loud!

xo, JP