Bounce!

Hi! About an hour ago I finished my very first ever Lyrical Hip Hop class, which I took at the Amsterdam Dance Centre where my sister used to dance before she broke her foot. I really loved it! I watched a few minutes of the jazz class before it, which also looked very awesome. It really made me want to dance more and more and more! When I get back to Australia I am so going back to dancing lots. It's just the best way to work out. If I had been in Elsendorp today I would have gone to the gym and done Sh'Bam and Body Jam with Kevin, but this was even better.

It was quite challenging, though it said beginner/intermediate on the class description, it was most definitely not beginner. There was only six girls and I think we all picked it up pretty quickly so we went pretty fast and pretty hard. There was some floor work which I love, and some throwing yourself around, which I also love. I will have bruises on my knees tomorrow but I love that I will have evidence of my love of dance. Also, there was some serious ab work at the start, which I haven't done in a while, but will feel the presence of tomorrow, too. Woo! I am still buzzing with excitement. Who needs drugs?

Otherwise a good day, helped Phizz with his monthly expense report, spoke to my lovely husband and saw the bruise he got during snowboarding. Well done, honey. Wish I had been there too. Though I love being in Amsterdam. Had another happy bike riding moment, it was suddenly really quite warm today, and when I rode home to eat some dinner and dig through my sister's wardrobe for a dance outfit, I enjoyed that I didn't need to wear my jacket and could smell the trees and the summer air.

Oh, here are some pictures of my bike. I took them today when I was enjoying my morning coffee at Screaming Beans. I love my new rack! Of course I mean my new front transport or baker's rack.

It took me ages to find an outfit to wear to my hip hop class, as my sister happens to be a bit shorter than I am, and she is also quite a bit more petite. So whenever I pulled something out that I thought looked cool, I couldn't wear it because the pants were nearly all too short, and the singlets were all way too tiny and tight. When I would try one on I looked hilarious, like those professional swimmers in their tight tight body swim suits. My shoulders are already quite wide, and in those tiny tops I looked so funny. Luckily I managed a black and white outfit to match my shoes, because, you know, hip hop is also a look, right, like, totally. But yeah, the pants are too short. They should be baggy. They were not, they were a bit tight and a bit short. Competely ruined my look! Hahaha! Just kidding of course. As long as one can dance comfortably, it shouldn't matter what one wears!

Anyhow, it is nearly midnight and despite a cup of sleepy time tea, I still feel quite awake, but know that if I lie in bed, it won't take me long to fall asleep. I should go to bed, as tomorrow night it's cocktail night with my crazy buddies Emily and Phizz. I feel a bout of russian accents coming on. And hopefully Emily will beatbox for us. Emily has found a new cocktail bar, walking distance from my sister's house, which might, just might, perhaps, maybe be able to make a vanilla pie cocktail. We shall see.