Back in the Swing of things

After an hour of yoga I hopped on the bus up to the new Jitterbugs
venue to check out their Wednesday night class & social dancing. Last night was live band night, which is always a top night. I had a great time catching up with familiar faces of dancers that I haven't seen in months because of my slack attitude. (50 lines for me; I must go to swing more often, I must go to swing more often)

The lovely R joined myself and Kieran for the evening. R is the only person I've ever heard of to pick up at a swing class. And one night she got 2 phone numbers. (or digits as the young folk call it these days). Impressed? You should be, it's just not that kind of swing! What a claim to fame.

I tell you what though, my arms are aching today and I can't tell if it's from the yoga or the swing outs... I wonder if there is any virtue in cramming all of one's exercise into one evening, or should I spread it out more evening over the week?