If there is one thing that will make me exit a blog faster than a bat out of hell with a jet engine strapped to it’s back and a rocket booster strapped to the jet engine, it is this phrase:
“Hey guys, Sorry I haven’t posted in so long!!!”
It’s like, Dudes, this is the Internet. No one will notice the lag time since your last post unless you tell them! So dont tell on yourself! Or they read the date, which takes a little extra effort on their part! Unless an apology is in order because the world is hanging on your every word, in which case, well, I salute your sense of self.
Seriously, I don’t want to read anything that starts with an apology.
Back to my point! What was my point?
I missed an entire week of ballet class. That’s two whole classes. And my teacher was very concerned when I got back. He was all, “My Dear, I was worried, were you ill?” and I was all, ‘no, I was moving, isn’t moving a helacious month long experience that involves missing longstanding social engagements for everyone, or is that just me?’
Then he told me an odd thing.
Well, first he told me I have lost four or five pounds, which is great news as my scale is in a box somewhere and I haven’t seen it in about three weeks,
and then he told me to Go Easy.
Don’t do class full-on.
I’m not even sure if I have the capacity for not going full-on just yet. Ballet is kind of an on/off switch, it never occurred to me to treat it like a dimmer, like dial down the intensity.