Thursday. Third barre class of the week. For some unknown reason, my three different instructors all brought it evil this week, so it only took 10 seconds into the first thigh set and I was shaking like a jackhammer. At least that means I’ve earned my birthday cake this weekend!
After a hard week of barre, and a sleep day after seeing the delightful Clare Bowditch last night, I needed something warming and comforting tonight. And apple crumble in pink tea form does the trick!