It is, quite frankly, terrifying.
I can't sit still long enough to knit and I have to take dance breaks at my desk.
It is entirely possible that there is something amiss and I am going to get myself checked out at the GP... just in case.
It does not escape me that FL always had a power surge before a relapse.
|Zara embroidered sweatshirt|
As already mentioned, I am at the gym every morning before work. My only day off is Saturday, when I go to a Sh'bam class. Then there is Jazzercise twice a week in the evening.
So the planned sedentary, knitting-based holiday was not going to work for me this year.
Fortunately I was able to cancel and someone else has taken my place.
But what to do instead?
|Zara embroidered dress|
And writing-with-walking holidays.
And knitting-with-walking holidays.
But walking is not really my thing.
I am... a dancer?!
Pause for that to sink in to my confused brain.
So my excitement level went through the roof when I discovered a Ballet Retreat in Leeds at the Northern Ballet School.
Three days of dance-related activity in Yorkshire.
Sadly it is fully-booked, but I am on the waiting list.
So I kept looking... and discovered a Dance Bootcamp in Edinburgh... in two weeks' time.
15 hours of dance, in a multitude of styles, for a full range of abilities...
...which is just as well, because I may have energy and enthusiasm but my technique is pants.
|Zara t shirt|
And a confession...I also might have an unhealthy obsession with Zara right now.