I went to ballet class this afternoon: new syllabus (IDTA classical award class); same old teenagers; newly found love of class teacher (I used to be scared of her, but since she worked through my exam preparation with me, I think she's brilliant!) and it wasn't half as bad as I anticipated.
After Thursday I had butterflies in my stomach before I got there, and I was worried I'd feel despondent throughout the class, but no, it was great. Fab to have a new challenge and fab to just get right on back up there dancing. Mr. B was right, it was important to get back in the saddle. If I hadn't done it today I might never have done it! But I'm pleased I did.