Yesterday was our first Zumba lesson in the hall. I won't lie, Zumba (or any form of dancing for that matter) is not exactly my area of expertise. The dancing was quite funny though, and the ridiculousness of everybody's attempt at 'busting moves' made it clear that diving in head first and giving it a shot was the only way to go about it. However, I've been dealing with a little niggling cold for about a week now and during the dance I got a nose bleed (which is a regular cold symptom for me) so I had to spend a few minutes shoving tissues up my nose before making my epic return to the dance routine.
To be completely honest I had images of us being the teenagers in those street-dance films that come into cinemas every summer, where there's a social tensions between the different classes of dance. They usually look like this:
I'm looking forward to adjudicating a mace debating competition tomorrow. So hopefully that will be interesting.
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