I went out on the town last night, to the Firehouse, a local Lindy Hop club. I used to go swing dancing three, four, five times a week, back in the day. Back in the day where I was not married, lived in Claremont, and had no kids.
Swing-dancing was super fun, and I stayed until nearly 11 pm. That meant I was home, showered and in bed by nearly midnight.
This is very late for me these days.
But I feel fine! And I'm mostly recovered! And L slept well enough that idon't feel like poking my eyes out this morning!
My whole body has that pleasant achy feeling from exercising more than usual.
And now I have posted the second time for NaBloPoMo, since I did my first post yesterday without remembering about it.