I seem to have survived the second day of the Adult Weekend Workshop. Technique class was a bit harder, with both a faster tempo and more complicated combinations. In Variations I managed to fall again while attempting a tour -- but this time I rolled down instead of slamming into the ground which hurt less. Repertory class added even more to the stuff we learned yesterday, but it seems to be shaping up quite nicely. Tomorrow we do it all again, with a recital (I won't call it a "performance") at the end of the day. I may skip the Variations segment, but I'm good with the Repertory.
That doesn't mean I don't hurt. My feet feel like they're swollen and they throb even when I'm not moving, and little motions (like driving) make it worse. My back is stiff more-or-less evenly from side to side below my shoulder blades. And don't even get me started on my legs.
There was a big discussion between the other two guys and the instructor on recital attire. When they seemed to reach a decision point the instructor turned to me and asked, "Do you own a white leotard?" I do, and apparently that settled it: white leo, black tights and shoes. Somehow the girls got to go with all black. Sometimes life isn't fair.The crazy thing is I'll probably sign up to do it again next year.
Oh! I almost forgot! I seem to have lost two pounds between yesterday morning and this morning. Since I don't believe I've lost that much fat in only one day, it has to be water, despite pouring it down my throat seemingly at every available moment. And since water weighs about 8 lbs per gallon, that's a quart.