Dancing happened tonight. Lots of it. Sweating happened, too. Lots of it.
My stamina was higher than I expected. (Yay for teaching dance classes to teenagers four times a week again!)
My brain power was lower than I hoped. (Boo for not having opportunities to retain choreography in the way I used to.)
But dancing indeed happened. And it felt great. For a few moments I remembered what it was like to do this on a for real basis. Be surrounded by people working and pushing and growing. It made me work and push and grow.
Here’s to another day of creativity…