Dance Fit – It’s all about burning calories, toning up and ultimately getting fitter by dancing to your favourite chart hits! The dance element of the class makes it fun and because you are concentrating on following the moves you forget you’re exercising. You might call it exercise in disguise.
These are the basics but here’s the stuff you really need to know…
As the kids go back to school, I’m preparing to go back to Dance Fit.
After seeing so many posts on my news feed of friends’ children kitted out in their school uniform, I can’t help but think me and my class members should post ‘back to class’ photos of ourselves with all our workout gear on to mark the occasion!
We’re all human and for that reason I challenge anyone to score a clean sheet on this health and fitness themed version of ‘Never Have I Ever…’!
Here are some secrets I definitely don’t like to brag about! See how you fare with these questions –
It’s been a busy old week at Dance Fit with Helen HQ. There’s been lots of work going on behind the scenes to get classes back up and running very shortly (more info coming next week!) and we have been preparing to have a new carpet fitted in our bedroom (rock ‘n’ roll stuff or what?) Of course, having a new carpet fitted means emptying the entire room and moving it all to somewhere else in the house. I’m sure I don’t need to explain how much of a chore this was.
Here’s a little look at what’s been going on inside my brain over the last 7 days (if you’re interested of course.)
P.S This blog post may have been better titled, ‘A Week of Whinging,’ ‘Ramblings of an Over Thinker,’ or ‘This Week’s Worries.’
If you asked me what I missed most during lockdown, aside from seeing my family, friends and my classes, I would have to say my massages.
Back at the beginning of May I wrote a blog post entitled ‘My Lockdown in Pictures.’
Three months on, I thought it would be amusing to scroll back through my gallery and dig out some hilarious photos.
We love summer but summer doesn’t always love us.
Here are ten classic summertime struggles women know all too well. Why should we suffer in silence ladies?!
Next week I turn the big 30. It’s the end of an era.
At a small gathering for a friend’s 30th the other week, one of my friends (who’s already turned 30) asked if anyone else had noticed that they had gone up an age bracket when it came to filling in forms. At least that’s one thing I’ve got to look forward to!
Many of us have been left without a holiday this year. It’s a bitter pill to swallow but what can you do?
To cheer up anyone who has had their summer holiday cancelled like me, here’s my most embarrassing holiday story ever.
Close family and friends will have heard this fateful tale before but may like to revel in my humiliation one more time!
Saturday the 4th of July. Another Saturday with no plans. My 15th Saturday spent in lockdown and I still wasn’t used to this slower pace of weekend.
The weather had been disappointing all week and I was getting cabin fever. I was also feeling very sloth-like after a week of very little exercise. It got to 3pm and I thought, “Right, I’ve got to move myself.”
“I’m going for a run,” I announced.
Now, this is not something I do regularly, not at all. I’m definitely not a runner. But I’d successfully managed the 5k ‘Run for Heroes’ challenge back in April after being nominated to do it. I would go as far as saying I enjoyed doing it too. So, with over 2 months having passed since the 5k, I was feeling ready to give running another try.
My husband politely declined my offer for him to join me.
So, with nothing on my person, off I went (I do not own a bum bag, a phone armband, nor was I wearing anything with pockets).