To put it in a single word: Damn-it. My new job is killing me. Mentally, physically, completely. If there's energy left to sit up straight at the end of the day, that's something already.
At the beginning of this period in time, my right ankle can't take the workload anymore and also my left-shoulder tells me it can do no more.

Completely exhausted I do not practice anything at all, don't stretch anymore (chances are I fall asleep earlier than I can do something useful) and I just feel fed up. There's always something that makes my progress go up in smoke.

Were I was able to do anything at the end of the day, I now start to limp to try and avoid the pain in my feet, don't even think about taking a danceclass for a month... I'm beaten and just can't see myself jumping up and down for an hour after a week's work.

• Lesson 73, August 28, 2015. On a trusted floor... a very slippery floor
• Lesson 74, October 3, 2015. First class in 4 weeks

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