A cloudy winter day is a good day to wake up and dance. This morning I went to my African dance class and it is my joy, my love, my passion. And today was a special treat for me because we danced tiriba, my favorite dance.
It’s a favorite because it brings back fond memories of when I was first introduced to African dancing. It was over 10 years ago when I first learned. I was in college studying modern dance and my instructor brought in an artist from Africa who taught us tiriba.
I love this dance. It’s also one of the most exhausting and hardest African dances I have learned. I learned it 10 years ago and it is still so hard and wears me out. Whew! Did I mention it’s a HARD workout, because it is.
Anyways, after a class like that I was craving donuts. There is something about that class that makes me want to stuff my face with donuts or some other similar pastry. On my way home I drive past a billboard with donuts. Yes, delicious looking donuts. How did they know?! I was so tempted to pull over and buy some, but then I realized how tired my muscles were from dancing and I did not want to move any more than I had to. So I kept driving till I got home and ate a chocolate truffle that was waiting for me, calling out my name. Not sure if there is much difference between the nutritional value of a chocolate truffle and a donut, but at least I saved myself a few dollars by not buying the donuts. I can’t wait until the next dance class!
Anyone want to join me next time for the dancing, donuts, or even better both!?
P. S. This is my lapa, i wear it every time I go to class. Fabric straight from Ghana.