....another one closes apparently.

I'd thought about this as a possible blip yesterday when scanning round my backstage area looking for potential blips. Little did I realise quite how apt it would turn out to be.

A visit to the podiatrist today confirmed what I'd already suspected and sounded the death knell on my dancing. As of today apparently as the risk of tendon rupture is too high and the consequences not worth thinking about at my age. Oh and they suspect I may also have a stress fracture too.

I'm actually rather sanguine and zen about it all. I think I already knew this and it was nice for someone to be straight about things once I'd asked them and give me blunt but necessary advice. I find it so hard to be objective when I'm the patient.

And although my title may sound depressing, that's not how I feel. It genuinely feels like uncertainty has been removed and I can move forward to other interesting and challenging things.

Vx

(I do realise the irony of me posting coffin lids on Valentines Day! Oh well.)