Little Duck's Big Pond: Small wins

Today was hard. I could move pain free again, but that will definitely not be the case tomorrow. We started with an intense conditioning class, which was really great, and I made it through the morning relatively unscathed. That's where the manageable ended. I faked my way through another hip hop class of a different style, and tried to make up for my absolute lack of correct moves with attitude and sass, which unfortunately, seemed to come in the form of my arch nemesis; the duck face. I love ducks, but duck face is a completely different story.
My last class for the day was Acrobatics, which sounded both fun and scary, as I've never done it before, but more than anything, it just turned out to be hard. The best part of the class was one of our instructors, Dimitri. He's a soviet union expat with an amazing track record of training for the Olympics, and a really cool (if slightly amusing) accent. He can be a bit scary, but he's also very helpful. I think I'll end up wearing his patience a little thin though, as I'm the only person in the class that can't handstand. Awkward.
To top it all off, my phone died, and it won't be fixed for another two weeks. Even a shoddy loan phone doesn't sound so bad right now, but I won't have one of those for a couple of days.
The thing that turned my afternoon around was an item I encountered at the supermarket during my shopping. Check it out;

It's called a manikin, and it is one of the cutest things I have ever seen. It's about the size of my palm, and perfect for someone who loves pumpkin, but never eats enough to justify buying a whole one. (aka, me.) This got me thinking about how much I love tiny things, and so, to make myself feel better, I spent a good 45 minutes when I got home searching them on the internet. Worth it.