Last night, I realized that I had pulled or torn a muscle in my calf. You can actually see the spot in my calf where it sinks in a bit. It hurts when I stretch that calf muscle at all, but otherwise isn't that bad. I've got ice on it today.
I guess I just need to take a couple of weeks off to heal up and then start back in REALLY slowly.
What sucks is that I had myself half convinced to check out dance studios. I want to take a dance class, but I'm hesitant because of my age and looking like an absolute spastic middle-aged white woman. I used to love going swing dancing with Mike (just a friend) before the kids were born. I wish we still had FunEd around here! That was one way to take classes like that with other adults, many of whom were doing it on a lark just like you. I want to learn ballroom and some sort of modern dance. Just for the health and fun of it.