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Oh wow. I think my salbutamol puffer actually did something, for the first time in a couple of weeks. My coughing feels productive, instead of dry and pointless. Keep it coming, lungs. Keep it coming....
It looks like I'm doing an emergency fill-in at the dance studio tonight. The hiphop teacher is trapped in Toronto, so I'll be doing a free belly dance class for any hiphoppers who want to try it out. I'm still feeling lung-woozy, but I think I could teach a little bit of floorwork, chest isolations, and maybe some hair tosses. That might keep 'em happy....
Alas, but no kung fu for me tonight. I think that one dance class is going to shag me right the fuck out.
Someday, hopefully within the next week or so, I'll be able to train heavily again. Until then, go go gadget lungs! You can do it!
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My novel-writing is dragging today. I'm having difficulty getting into this particular section. Everything feels too far removed from the action. Ah well. I'll put down the bare bones, and breath some life into it afterwards.
It looks like I'm doing an emergency fill-in at the dance studio tonight. The hiphop teacher is trapped in Toronto, so I'll be doing a free belly dance class for any hiphoppers who want to try it out. I'm still feeling lung-woozy, but I think I could teach a little bit of floorwork, chest isolations, and maybe some hair tosses. That might keep 'em happy....
Alas, but no kung fu for me tonight. I think that one dance class is going to shag me right the fuck out.
Someday, hopefully within the next week or so, I'll be able to train heavily again. Until then, go go gadget lungs! You can do it!
....
My novel-writing is dragging today. I'm having difficulty getting into this particular section. Everything feels too far removed from the action. Ah well. I'll put down the bare bones, and breath some life into it afterwards.
