~* It's oh so simple *~
Sometimes.
To feel perfectly happy, that is.
Just leave all thinking aside.
Today, for the first time since I fractured my foot, I was able to go to a dance class.
Oh joy.
Our brilliant teacher - incredibly vibrant, full of life, energy, laughs - really put herself out there (everytime she dances there's a crowd of admiring men outside glass windows of the dance studio, watching, stunned) made everyone fly across the room, dance their hearts out, shake off all useless worries, all those mundane sorrows.
So exstatic I was, so engulfed by a rush of endorphins - that runner's high - that once again I left all my stuff behind at the gym. They are starting to know me as the blonde who tends to forget her gym clothes/towels/shampoos behind whenever the class was good enough. "Mais Madame Haumont, encore?"
This was our dose of the '80s today - we actually danced to Flashdance :)
And at the end it was just me against the music... And the smile on my face.
ps. hurt my foot a little bit jumping all around but not gonna tell anybody 'cause tomorrow morning I'm gonna do it again...
~*♥*~