Yesterday I walked to pole class and walked back.
Today I blew off yoga, took the bus to pole class, and walked back.
This is because last week I scheduled myself for class two nights in a row on a whim. I'm not sure whether I should thank Past Peggy or curse her. Ill decide when I see how much I ache tomorrow morning.
Either way I don't think I'm scheduling like this any time soon again. Not until I stop having lurid bruises the day after class.