I don't need you to be happy

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I have just rediscovered the passion I used to have for going to the gym.  I went to a body Jam class today - the first I've been to in ages and ages.  And, it was run by my fave instructor from my old gym back in the Darra Days - he has also moved to fuckwits first.

I think he pulled out some of the old classes from back in the day, because some of the music sounded familiar and I was able to pick up the moves pretty quickly. At the end of the class, I bailed him up and asked if he still can teach my fave track from back in the day - and he said he would do it next week.  Yay yay yay yay.

Body jam is my truly happy place.  I'm not fantastic at it - and I just love being able to let go, enjoy the music and learn a few dance moves.  I also work up a real sweat, so it probably makes my trainer happy to.  Wednesday night is therefore officially body jam night.  I will be doing nothing else on Wednesday nights from now on.   The class finished over two hours ago and I'm still feeling the high.  It's freakin AWESOME!!

Am going to check out the Adelaide street class tomorrow night - different instructor, so it probably won't be as good, but you never now.