For my entire life (seriously) I have had this deep seated dream that one day I can be a dancer. I can see it in my head but my body just doesn’t cooperate. I was resigned to the back row for jazz recitals when I was growing up and I was always the last one to learn our competition dances for cheerleading.
Soooo…obviously I was thrilled when I got to take my first dance lesson in 10+++ years last night in honor of my sweet friend Lina.
Lina is getting married in a couple of weeks in the Caribbean so we did a little pre-wedding dance lesson so I wouldn’t totally stick out like a sore thumb with all the South Americans (Lina is Colombian and her fiance is Venezuelan).
The next thing I knew I was salsa-ing and merengue-ing my heart out at Queen City Ballroom. I must admit that I was more slightly awkward but it was great fun. I had an ongoing daydream in my head that I would return every week until I was a pro at this dancing stuff. 😉
My reward for surviving dancing was sushi. Yum, yum, yum!
Skipping ahead to breakfast. How much do you want to dive into that pool of peanut butter right now? You can’t mix the toppings in, you have to spoon around them. (Pumpkin banana oatmeal recipe here.)
Then I went to yoga where there was Edible Art spiced pumpkin cake and Starbucks coffee. Does your morning get any better!?
Lunch was a big salad and half of a turkey sandwich with hummus, avocado, turkey, and brie on sourdough.
Dinner after teaching BodyPump was roasted squash, roasted brussels sprouts and mushrooms and the best baked tofu ever.
Off to watch my most recent obsession. Scandal. Olivia Pope is a princess.
Dancing…love it or two left feet?
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