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Made it to dance class today--up in the hills at the Rescue location. Small dance room was crowded--with even a few people just sitting it out and observing. It's a good class--a bit more challenging than the Wednesday class although I only got there around noon. She starts the class around 10:30--doing simpler dances. The dancing felt good--I noted how much the dancing seemed to smooth out my spirit.

My daughter is busy preparing a huge amount of food and stuff for her mate's 40th birthday--which is tomorrow. She'll do a good job--but it's an overwhelming amount of stuff she'll do to make it work. She started preparing stuff yesterday--and has worked today and into this evening.

I'm pleasantly fried from the going to/from the dance class--and playing some with the grandkid. It was a no-nap day--and I feel the effects. On reflection, I don't think I ate enough--and that's contributing to my low energy and feeling like I'm fading. I had breakfast sandwich and a GT latte (with eggnog) for breakfast/lunch--then went and danced for 2+ hours. I had a couple of links of cheese and an apple--but nothing of substance after the morning meal. The feast tomorrow should help me catch up on the calories--I've lost a little weight but have mostly trimmed down from the dancing.

I have a dental appointment in the morning--I expect to get chided for letting my hygiene regime slip backwards. Losing my sessions with my previous hygienist, J, was a change that didn't help my motivation--and I let things slide some from the progress I had made with her. So it's back to the drawing board--to be mixing metaphors.