Oh yeah, I went by myself to dance class tonight. I was terrified. But it was (and continues to be) a wonderful experience. Tonight, the teacher, Helen, involked Martha Graham, "Ms. Graham", she said, as we did contractions and high releases on the floor. My hip is still totally stiff but I am exhilerated by the end of the 90 minutes.
It makes me want more, more, more. And I don't think it's a bad thing.
Other milestones reached? I read 2 books (updates to come), finished the first draft of one of my abridged books and took the last of the prednisone for the foreseeable future.
I am exhausted but elated all in the same breath.
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2 comments:
Yay for first drafts, a dancing belle and the last of the p-word!
exhilerating!! did I spell that right? lol
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