2030

Rain soaked days--low spots in streets collecting water so cars can splash and dash. RSB had 9 people this morning--and coach put us through the wringer. I'm wrung out right now--and wrestling with whether or not to go to dance class. I know I should go--but a part of me just wants to roll over, draw up the covers, and stay in bed.

Feeling steady as a result of doing RSB--but the steadiness is fragile. The time to get up and go to dance is drawing close--no time to nap.

Driving through the deluge is harrowing--the wipers on the car produce only moderately clearness. I don't have good visibility--and the lane markers are barely visible.

About time to get it together and get on with day--despite wanting to curl up and cover up. Time to dance--and kick it up. Onward and wetward--I go!