After a month-long break from dance, I finally fitted my slightly misshapen foot into my flamenco shoe last night. And I danced. I danced without wincing or whining, and I danced with enthusiasm. It was great.
I'm definitely get back out with the proper training later this week. Although it's cold out, and it's far nicer to sit snuggled up on the sofa inside, I'm really looking forward to getting out there again. I've started to miss it - perhaps that forced break was a good thing?
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