Does anyone remember how I was all like «Damn, I thought physio would be exercises but it's all massage, so awkward, halp»? Rejoice, my readers, and rejoice, my past self, because the 25 minutes of slightly awkward massage have been replaced by an hour and fifteen minutes of grueling exercise. (Although Mr. Adorable suggested I … Continue reading Careful What You Wish For
Since our individuality was not the focus of our piece, we had to tone it down for our big recital. That included removing all jewelry and nail polish – and covering up tattoos. Whether you get tattooed or not is, of course, entirely up to you. For my inked brethren (and for my own future … Continue reading How To Cover Up Tattoos With Make-Up
Yet another heat wave has made physiotherapy much more pleasant: I learned that I don't have to take my pants off if I don't wear much in the way of pants in the first place. This has made me around 95% more comfortable. The other 5% were taken care of by Mr. Adorable's adorable Austrian … Continue reading Ballet Is «Arg»
Last Thursday was the last ballet class of this term and the last class ever with my beloved ballet teacher, M. She is still studying and working several jobs to support herself, plus participating in performances with her dance company. One of her jobs offered her a better position and a raise, so she will … Continue reading Bye-Bye, M. ;(
I haven't been able to participate in dance class in forevah. By my calculations, it's been about two months. I get upset at this occasionally, but I'm still grateful that I got to perform on stage despite the injury, so my resentment is only mild to moderate. Physiotherapy is doing a lot to distract me. … Continue reading Not The Best Place To Get A Massage
Guys! I'm back! Yay! I did call the doctor about my adductors and he told me to take some NSAIDs and stretch. (He has a thing about stretching. He has recommended it to me on at least three separate occasions.) The regime of pain meds, stretching and no dancing whatsoever was prescribed for two weeks. Nothing … Continue reading Physiotherapy At Last!
My adductor sprain has been refusing to heal properly, prooooobably because I've been refusing to let it heal properly. It only complained a little bit throughout the recital, but it rebelled after yesterdays jazz class. After several minutes crying in the bathroom because everything is horribly unfair and I will obviously never, ever dance again … Continue reading Annoying Adductors