mckitterick's schedule and mine haven't meshed this week, so I've been able to fall asleep and wake up on a similar schedule as I would if left to my own devices. Asleep by 9:30 (or, sometimes, 9:00) and up at 5:30 or 6:00. I get up feeling awake, but still tired. I thought the daytime draggy feeling was a result of just staying up too late, but now I guess not. Maybe another indication that I need to move the thyroid meds up a notch? Something else to mention to Dr. Burt.
I'm very pleased and relieved to be heading out to
nottygypsy's today for a much needed henna+indigo. I didn't have time to do a root touch-up this month and my white hairs are getting out of control. Craziness! Of course, everyone says they can't see them, but they have got to be lying. Or delusional. Because it's there in black and white, people.
Literally.
Last night I pulled myself together enough to run the drills that
miischelle's been leading during the Monday classes. My loose shimmy absolutely sucks. After a while, I gave up layering and just did a loose shimmy (or, rather, performed my best attempt at one) for a full song. It's an amazing thing how one's body gets into a muscle memory groove (rut?) and resists attempts to break free. I've got what one dancer referred to as Sonic Shimmy down pat and I can do that for ages without thinking about it. But a loose shimmy? I have to think to myself "one-two-one-two-one-two left-right-left-right-left-right up-up-up-up-up-up" or I fall back into that tight shimmy that's just a hair shy of a vibration. So! Goal! Get that loose shimmy added to your dance repetoire, missy. No more one-trick-pony shimmy. My choo-choos could use some work, too. I fucking hate doing those. Pity they look so awesome.