This is probably NOT about what you think. It has nothing to do with first-timers, being intimidated, looming doubts after your first class…
It has everything to do with missing a few days, and being afraid to get your @$$ handed to you the next time you walk in that door.
I’m not injured. I didn’t go on vacation. It simply started with the need for a day or two off. A bag of potato chips here… half a pack of Oreos there… less-than-necessary sleep… all combined with general laziness… has made for an interesting 3 days. And by “interesting,” I really mean completely boring & demotivating. Ugh.