Today's soundtrack was disco, so Mr. Snapper and I were delighted. Fellow burlesque friends Dia Blow and Estella Detroit were in class as well. We had a good, thorough workout. I left the class with one of Uncle Dicky's books for my next reading project; his mother was a fan dancer in New Orleans and I'd love to know more about her.
Over all the years of my life, I never did crunches correctly until I started the postnatal Tracy Anderson workout and started taking classes with Uncle Dicky. That's decades of strain on my neck and upper back. I feel my abs working in every class requiring ab work now, not just his class. The correct training makes a huge difference.
With all the movement classes I've been taking, I'm not losing any weight. That's a sad confession for me. On the bright side, my clothes are looser. I feel slimmer and my body feels tighter. I know I'm finally regaining muscle.
Twenty-five classes to go and seven weeks to get them done. Can I do it, folks?
Fabulous shirt! Lol
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