That was painful

So, back to almost normal till summer. Got back to a class of solea at the studio of Mijal. It also mean that my sleeping was horrible just for that. Not only tired, this time things needed to happen. At Sunday morning I got up with one painful leg. Didn't take too long till I got a strong hit at my other leg, straight to fingers. I thought that at least I will have few days to take a rest with my legs till I will come back dancing again. I was sure that I won't fill any pain at the return. I was half right: at the leg that I got up with pain I hardly feel any pain now, it mostly stress because of I use it harder. At the fingers of the other leg... It less painful but still a bit painful and feels like a lot of stress. I was wondering how would I dance, but giving up wasn't a thought. 

Outside at the path which leads to the studio were three girls who practice the solea. The nice one was one of them. She was wearing shoes that I didn't remember that I saw before. I asked her if it's new. She said that it's pretty new, she has it for 6 months or so but didn't were it before. I said it's pretty. It mostly remind me that I still with my old shoes and for having a better new couple - it will wait few more months (price, birthday, life...).

Our class has started with a practice on the escobilla. Didn't take long till Mijal noticed the new shoes and said it's pretty. A girl who disappeared for a while came back. She came to stand next to me like she was before, her bottle of water was next to mine and it was difficult to drink the same time, but at least this time she took some space and didn't get stuck at me while dancing like she used to do before. We worked on some new steps. After a while... Was it a lightning outside? 

And more and more steps. At one new thing I made a step which I wasn't suppose to do, but the movement felt like I can't stop my body. Few more lightnings outside. 

Mijal asked us to dance all the solea from the start. My leg didn't really hurt, but it started to feel like a big stress on it and some pains around the hit. We started to dance. I noticed that I forgot a lot and was too busy at my leg. After a while Mijal stopped us and asked where don't we remember and where is the problem. When someone started to answer - Mijal said that we;ll work from a certain part. Good for me, it was a part which is a bit before my biggest problem begin. A lot of hard work and practice on the difficult parts. For me the steps became more clear and easier, but my leg.... The guitar player made few mistakes too.  We went on with the solea slowly for making it well and make a long practice on each difficult part. 

One more lighting outside. The nice one started to lose her concentration too and started to look outside. Or maybe it's only from the garage down there? 

Two girls from the class after came. Mijal asked if to go on with the steps. She didn't wait for an answer and went on with new steps. Before class ended = Mijal asked the guitar player to play different because it doesn't fit. He didn't understand. She asked us to dance the last part for he will understand. So it went out that he stopped playing before our dance finished. He still didn't understand the problem. She told him that there are two ways of music, one is really the way he played, but we worked on the other way. If he won't change it = we will have to remove a part of dance. He still didn't understand. Mijal asked him to look. She was dancing. Some of us joined her (including me and my dying leg). It still didn't work out with music. Mijal said that he doesn't look so he doesn't understand. End of class. 

One of girls from the class after... She had some places to put on her stuff without disturbing anyone (at least one couch on the balcony was totally empty), but she had to put her stuff around mine till I hardly could change or take anything mine. It isn't the first time at  Wednesdays, but it was the first time that I saw who did it. It felt like I don't stress her enough with being nervous because of it. And till I finally took my bag - the other one took the loo for a time which looked forever. Great, my blister hurts from the water and I don't attend to change while the guitar player can see it, and here she does it again - catch the loo only when our class start to get ready for walking out......

On the way back home - rain started to fall. Here? Rain at May? Really?