Day 29. Sending peace and hugs out to the world. And lots of dancing vibes. Life feels good when you dance and look after yourself. Groovy, grinding beats drove me on today. A Dimension set and a Camo and Krooked mix. Love love love from me, Snoopy and Woodstock. X
Day 28. Had to fight through some mental heaviness today. You know when a situation from the day takes over and goes round and round in your head? Trying to find your equilibrium in that state can be a challenge. Amazingly trying to forget about something that is hurting you mentally is a challenge but dancing to the right music is a good remedy for that. This DubFX remix hit the right spot this evening. And look, my hair now ties into the tiniest ponytail.
Day 26. Polished the oak floors today and danced round my mop like a pole dancer 💃 …not really but these floors look shiny fine now. I trod in sticky polish and now can’t skid. I love skidding! Sunshine and breeze here today. Great weather for🕺 💃!
Day 25. What a great dance walk to chilled out beats in the evening sun. I had a single coffee this morn. I think it messed up my metabolism because all i’ve had today is cake. With homemade lime butter icing. For lunch and tea. Nom. Now i’m hungry for toast. Late Nite Toast!
Day 24. Barefoot exploration on wooden floor. Really cool on my tootsies as usually they’re never out of socks and shoes. I’ve realised how much my toes ‘hold on’ to the ground as if i’m gonna fall off the edge at any moment. Hmmm that’s gotta change. I feel their fear. It’s ok lil toesies, don’t worry. I got this. I can balance perfectly and stand up tall. Have a rest and enjoy this Dub FX chilled out song in the sunshine.
Day 23. Cooked roast tatties while dancing tonight. A slow kind of day. I did some upper body work out with weights while listening to Charlotte’s set. Some great moments in there. Trying to find my mojo again too. Feeling tired. Must be this hot weather I’m not used to. 🥵😴
Day 22. Had a musical exploration today. Gone were the banging beats. In came Prince with some awesome rhythms. Talk about oozing sex appeal right? Followed by the enigmatic Kate Bush. And the uber cool Don’t Fear the Reaper. Then I ate a load of mash. Nom. Gotta keep moving.💪🏻
Day 21. A hoover dance day. Tidying and dancing gives me focus. I power on, listening to awesome tunes. Hanging. Sweeping. Washing. Stripping…the bed : ) I’m here, I’m there. I’m active. It’s so important to keep active. For an hour a day. I get a clean flat too!
Just made iced buns. The buns of my childhood. It was always a good day when school made iced buns. And I’ve finally recreated them. The house smells delightfully doughy. They’re sweet, fresh, soft, yeasty. Very sniffable. I added a touch of lime to the icing sugar. Divine.
Day 20. Managed to make iced buns and go for a dance walk today. It’s great to walk and listen to funky beats. Usually right side led, my left foot is taking a new role now. Working harder. Welcome left foot. Don’t be shy. You’re healthy and free. Let’s get strong.
Day 19. I’m one of those all or nothing kind of people. And doing incredible amounts of star jumps each day has left my foot feeling pensive about its new role as epic weight bearer. I’m going to tone it back slightly. Just to be able to walk each day. 😄 Favourite rockin tune.
Something a bit different tonight. I’m a total mash tatty fiend (with cream, butter and nutmeg) and i’ve also got fish fingers coming out my ears (a cheap meal woo!). So I sautéed some vegetables in rosemary and garlic and we had ourselves a decadent fish supper. With mash. Nom.
Today, I listened back to some dnb songs I loved and found myself skipping forward to the second half of many of them after the driving beats kicked in. I noticed many of them featured female vocalists singing about being weak without their partners. I don’t feel good listening to that kind of music. It’s not inspiring. I want women who feel powerful. And independent. And sing about cool things. I liked this one. Give me the juice. Not the waffle.
Day 18. It’s become a way of life now. I have to dance. Everyday. My heart rate needs to race. I must reach 150 star jumps. And my body responds with happy joy as it bounces round the kitchen. It’s a helpful habit this dance challenge. And this drop is pure sex.
Day 17. A dance bake off style sesh today spending the whole day baking. Totally addicted. So along with listening to fav tunes and shaking in time with the beats I made a roast vegetable quiche and a batch of vanilla muffins. On my feet all day - I feel well and truly done. 😴