Adventures in Wonderland

Tonight I finally got my ass back to dance class and it felt goooooood.

I've been meaning to go for a while now, but keep making feeble excuses to skive.
I've no actual reason to not go; class starts at 5.30 so I'm home from work. It finishes at 7pm (if I stay to both classes), which gives me more than enough time to get home, shower, change and off to Laura's.
Plus after a good workout, I feel less guilty about having takeaway, although tonight I'm having a slimming world sweet potato curry ready meal.

The school is run by a lovely young lady called Alice (hence the Wonderland!) who I've known since I started Zumba (amongst other things) about 4 years ago. The classes tonight (Dancercise and legs, bums and tums) are led by Annie, who I've known for almost as long.
They both used to work at another dance school, but circumstances changed and Alice decided to set up on her own.

Annie put us through our paces tonight, and even though it was hard at times, it never feels as much like hard work as going to the gym. I think the dancing bit is a good distraction!

I'll know how hard she worked us in the morning, if I can't get out of bed :-0