No more Mr. Adorable! 😦 But also no more adductor injury! #physiotherapy
I have written about thigh envy before. Yesterday, I got to touch the thigh of a professional dancer and circus artist and oh boy. I better start from the beginning. Yesterday, we went to see an amazing varieté show at our local theatre. Hosted by renowned Swiss comedy and cabaret artist duo, Ursus & Nadeschkin, … Continue reading Palpable Thigh Envy
I've been busy at work, lacking energy and therefore neglecting the blog a bit. Nothing terribly exciting happened anyway except that I got two totally random hugs: one while saying good-bye to my jazz teacher, Y., and one when greeting our Cinderella in modern. I'm usually touchy (haha) about people touching me, but these were … Continue reading I Keep Getting Hugs?
I have encountered a minor setback on my way back to a full dance schedule: I have managed to damage my adductors on the other side. It was probably the Copenhagen adduction that did it. It's fairly painful, but still appears to be just a minor strain and not a tear, since it materialized slowly … Continue reading Minor Setback
Physiotherapy went well today, meaning that Mr. Adorable killed me ded as usual. At the moment, he's rather into making me jump around on one leg to improve my balance. He already had me jumping on the floor in all sorts of patterns as well as up and down an aerobic step. Today, he added … Continue reading Why Not Zoidberg
I had plans for this summer, dance-wise. I would go to the summer ballet class with Birdie and maybe an modern intensive or two. My adductors disagreed and I ended up doing zero dancing for just over two months. Nevertheless, I find myself facing modern class in a fitter state than I was before the … Continue reading This Has Been A Weird Summer Break
I've been thinking about something Mr. Adorable said during last week's physiotherapy session. I used the German word «kaputt» when referring to my injured leg. «Kaputt» translates to broken or damaged. Not like «my leg is broken», more as in «my toaster is broken». It is a colloquial term, not a medical one. Mr. Adorable … Continue reading What’s In A Name?