Saturday, February 12, 2005

Long Week

I had three Thursday shows for the first time this season, and boy am I feeling it. I usually only perform on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, but these particular schools couldn't schedule the shows any other day, so Thursday it was. By Friday, with the added shows and dance all week, my knees were not happy. During one of my short runs up and down the aisle my knee slid out of alignment. It popped right back in, fortunately, with a minimum amount of pain, but I still tried to take it easy during my last run in place. I can't have that happen again. Normally when it does I just go down and can't trust my right leg enough to walk on it for some time after. Not to mention that it swells to the size of a softball.

I still had to take another class this week to fulfill the requirements of my intensive study program. So after work-study this morning, I stayed for Advanced Beginning Ballet. Gah. That was frustrating. They've been working on the same things for a session and (almost) a half now, so trying to jump in in the middle was confusing, to say the least. There was one exercise that I just sat out of because I didn't think I could possibly follow what the instructor was doing, and I didn't want to just jump around looking silly. I realize that looking and feeling silly helps us learn new things, but I was about to cry at that point and thought it better to just take a breather and watch. One can learn a little bit by observation, right?

Now I'm home and cooking dinner after a soaking in a hot bath. I'm just about finished with Naked by David Sedaris. I bought three books at Borders - Naked, Wicked, and The Lovely Bones - because they had a "3 for 2" promotion this week and because I had a Borders gift card given to me by my thoughtful sister for Christmas. :D However, after those purchases and my two days of expensive coffee, I have 28 cents left. Oh well: it was a gift and it was meant to be used.

Now to settle onto my bed and watch Law & Order while my dinner finishes cooking. Good night, sweet internet land.

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