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Notes from Circus School – Week 6

Little to tell this week. After the ordeal of the sports therapy appointment on Friday, and its seemingly innocuous range of motion tests that turned out to be excruciating, I’ve been doing a lot of sitting still. I’ve made arrangements to attend school for the core aerial classes but sit at home and rest for the classes that are more…

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Notes from Circus School – Week 5

This week has reinforced the importance of surrounding oneself with positive people. The negativity that consumes people in their busy modern lives was something that struck me when I got back from the trail. It feeds itself, growing out of control like some horrifying monster. And it’s hard to escape. This week has been a good reminder. Whilst I’ve been…

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Notes from Circus School – Week 4

I only had 3 days at school this week, trying to get my ribs sorted out. It’s hard to rest when there’s a class going on right in front of me. I get tempted to join in, and end up doing too much. Best just to stay away until I’m a little better. Unfortunately I came to this realisation after…

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Notes from Circus School – Week 3

The cold I had last week left me with slightly strained intercostals this week. So as not to aggravate them any further, I sat out of most classes, learning a valuable lesson in how much injury sucks. I practised my juggling whilst watching the others on the flying trapeze, and have done a lot of stretching and journalling to make…

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Notes from Circus School – Week 2

So the weekend didn’t exactly bring recovery. I came back on Monday in the early stages of getting a cold. It’s great that the Hangar where we train is practically the outdoors in terms of temperature – being indoors with a cold always feels a hundred times worse than being outdoors in the fresh air. Acrobatics this week was opportunistically…

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Notes from Circus School – Week 1

Life as a circus girl begins here, it seems. On Monday I started a full-time foundation course in circus arts at Aircraft Circus in London. With any luck, in 4 months’ time I’ll be performing in my first show. This is the story. The first week has been focussed on getting to know each other and finding out where we…

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One Month On

I thought a lot about finishing the hike during the last few days before Canada. I expected to miss the fresh air, the tranquility and the exercise. I expected to miss the regular interactions with other hikers and the unwavering company of my closest trail friends. Add to this the fact that being out on the trail teaches a certain…

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Day 150: Journey’s End

Only 11 miles to the border this morning. I spent a good amount of time during those miles imagining various injury scenarios. I’ve heard of someone falling and breaking their ankle 6 miles from the border. Perhaps I could still hike with injured arms or a broken face? Or maybe crawl along with injured feet? Other hikers will help, surely?…

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Day 149: Almost There

Almost immediately out of the campsite the trail narrowed back to a ribbon along the steep side of the mountain. We met a deer eager to avoid the rocks and gradient and using the trail to find breakfast. He was entirely unfazed by hikers, continuing to munch on the trees as we approached. It took a few yards of following…

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Day 148: Old Friends

It was cold this morning! Good job we had stayed at the trailhead where there was an outhouse to provide some shelter. Good job too that we were only part way up the hill and had a good climb first thing. As the trail emerged from the woods, frost and ice became visible on the plants and the grit. Nevertheless…

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