Swing low, sweet chariot

Swing class was fun. There were less people there this time. That was probably a good thing because the place where it was held was already fairly hot.
It was pointed out that I was looking sunburnt. I don’t feel sunburnt, but now that I look at my forehead with new eyes, I can agree there is a resemblance to the burning of the skin.
Everyone seemed to like the dipping part the best. It’s a fun maneuver.