After a good start to the month things went to hell. Two weeks sick, two kidney stone attacks (and a half day in the ER), and over 30 inches of snow has kept me out of class until this weekend.
I thought I'd ease my way back in with a Beginner 2 class, but the regular instructor is out and this class was more like 2.5. I started off strong but by the end of barre my energy was fading. I did some center exercises and skipped others, going from feeling hot to chilled by the end even with my sweatshirt on. Then during Reverence, of all times, I overstretched a muscle in my side and it went into full spasm. Damn that hurt! Now, an hour later and with lunch in my belly, I think it's finally calmed down enough for me to drive home.
That was TWO classes in December and FOUR in January. Not exactly a major achievement, given that not long ago I was taking four classes a WEEK. But at least I'm back in class.
Oh! I almost forgot. There was a seriously funny moment in class today. The instructor was giving feedback on petit battement, saying the foot should just touch the front of the standing leg and then the back. The woman she was talking to innocently asked, "So we should touch ourselves?" Silently I covered my ears with my hands and the class broke up into gales of laughter.
I thought I'd ease my way back in with a Beginner 2 class, but the regular instructor is out and this class was more like 2.5. I started off strong but by the end of barre my energy was fading. I did some center exercises and skipped others, going from feeling hot to chilled by the end even with my sweatshirt on. Then during Reverence, of all times, I overstretched a muscle in my side and it went into full spasm. Damn that hurt! Now, an hour later and with lunch in my belly, I think it's finally calmed down enough for me to drive home.
That was TWO classes in December and FOUR in January. Not exactly a major achievement, given that not long ago I was taking four classes a WEEK. But at least I'm back in class.
Oh! I almost forgot. There was a seriously funny moment in class today. The instructor was giving feedback on petit battement, saying the foot should just touch the front of the standing leg and then the back. The woman she was talking to innocently asked, "So we should touch ourselves?" Silently I covered my ears with my hands and the class broke up into gales of laughter.
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