Wednesday night was my first day back in class after a week off. Before class I was exhausted and really stressed out. I almost didn’t go to class and maybe I shouldn’t have but I went anyway. I went because I knew that I usually feel better after a class.
“Usually” is not the same as “always”. I was really tired, but I did my best to keep my head in class, but as I stated in my last post I just couldn’t find my rhythm. Not only that, but after class I didn’t feel any better. I was still exhausted, still stressed and stressed about having a bad class. What worried me more was that I thought capoeira was losing its meaning for me. At a time in my life when there is so much stress I certainly didn’t want to lose hold of capoeira….or perhaps it’s more appropriate to say that I didn’t want capoeira to lose it’s hold on me.
Friday night, I wasn’t sure I wanted to go to class, but I went anyway in the hopes that it would make me feel better. That and I had promised a friend that I would join him for his birthday celebrations afterwards at a nearby restaurant.
Class did make me feel better. I still struggled to find my rhythm and I’m not entirely sure I did find it, but it is coming back to me. I was glad too that I got a chance to celebrate wit my friend.
