Journal 27
9-22-10
Class
This afternoon just turned into, let's layer one little stress on top of another, throw in a million and a half confidence issues/worries in the worlds of Russian and Dance, and I've just felt like sobbing all afternoon/evening, honestly. Cheered up some at the studio, and then crashed again. :/ I'm rather ashamed to admit it.
If there's a bright side, I guess it's that I leaned the verb, "to come unglued" today, because of all this. It's used just like it's English counterpart, idiomatically.
And now my hip hurts so badly from dance - or running to cross the street afterwards, that walking is rather uncomfortable, and stairs are more than painful. I have four flights of them to go up when I get home.
Have to suck it up for tomorrow/this weekend though, because Brian, Carmen, and a bunch of international superstars are going to be here this weekend. They are conducting a group class of sorts tomorrow. ICE and Naproxen, here I come.
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Practice -- hurt hip again… Running across street with Masha didn't make it any better at all!!!
People were asking if I was going to the group class tomorrow -- "what class???" etc. Had to finally get the low-down on just what was going on.
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Liga Pap
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