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I’m cautiously optimistic that I’m recovering from this week’s episode of depressolepsy.

I got to sleep without any trouble last night (regardless of the caffeine).   I woke up once at around 01:30 to stumble, zombie-like, to the head, and then to stumble onwards into the kitchen, where I ate one quarter of a baguette because I was starving.

This morning I’m up and about and feeling mostly human: predictably, my ankles are stiff (they always are after I take a break from ballet and then return to class),  but otherwise I’m making it.

I am debating whether I’m ready to jump back into intermediate class tomorrow morning.   It might behoove me to do Saturday’s beginner class instead for a couple of weeks in order to get back on form, even though that will mean following a W/S/S schedule for a bit, which seems a little weird.

In other news, I broke off the Karakoram’s wing mirror yesterday, so I snagged a replacement from Bardstown Road Bicycle Company.  It’s a “Mountain Mirrycle,” and it is hands-down the single best bike mirror I’ve ever had.

So that’s it for now.   Today is for homework, chores, and going on a date with my husband (woot!).

About asher

Me in a nutshell: Standard uptight ballet boy. Trapeze junkie. Half-baked choreographer. Budding researcher. Transit cyclist. Terrible homemaker. Neuro-atypical. Fabulous. Married to a very patient man. Bachelor of Science in Psychology (2015). Proto-foodie, but lazy about it. Cat owner ... or, should I say, cat own-ee? ... dog lover. Equestrian.

Posted on 2015/01/22, in balllet, bikes, bipolar, life and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Lol depressolepsy is the loveliest word I’ve read all week.

  2. ms.spectator

    Get stuck in with intermediate!!

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