My classes are killer. I thought I was working hard and feeling tired from my two months in Granada. I had no idea what 'tired' really meant - until now.
Every single one of our teachers are pushing us to our limits. All my bones are aching. All day it's; 'Stand straight! Rise upwards! Belly in! Chest up! Shoulders down! Bottom in! Chin up! Elbows up! Don't strain! Don't block! Relax! Breathe! Don't let your arms go! Stand straight!' and so on. No time for anything but eat, sleep, go to class. Repeat.
I'm loving it.
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