I went to class tonight and kicked my own ass. The physical workout felt good. Emotionally, it was all I could do not to cry. I got home and wrote my instructor an email, I decided it was time she knew what was going on with me. I also asked if she was teaching beginning tribal up in Phoenix and if I could go to those classes too. The only way I will feel better is if I *get* better, and that means doing everything I can. I have a private lesson Thursday night and was invited to a practice group that meets on Saturdays, but I think I'm willing to drive to Phoenix for more classes too. Can't say I'm not trying.