After an amazing curry made with loving care by R's husband, we got back to business and started the routine again. During the high arm extensions to Y-M-C-A, I felt a twinge in my shoulder and ignored it. I got to bed and during the night must have rolled onto it and the pain woke me up. Yesterday it got so bad, I can barely extend it so there's been verbal threats, anti-inflammatory tablets, hot water bottle and early night but it's still pretty bad. I've now decided I'm the Michael Owen of the dance world. Lots of promise, a bit nifty in the final third, scores majestically, but plagued by injury. My graduation party bash in December was the same... goosed knee.
Anyway, I shall still be there tonight giving it 110% on the dance floor but my YMCA's may go a little dyslexic as my arm movements are a little hampered. Pineapple Dance Studios it won't be. More like Kumkwat Cricket Club for crocked nurses who used to have a bit of credibility before they started wearing false handlebar moustaches and gay biker hats.