|February 14-16, 2012|
At a dance performance at the National Arts Centre last night, I was struck by how stiff and unwieldy I felt watching the young dancers. It was modern dance, with much flexibility and athleticism.
My large, pregnant body, which developed a horrid stitch in its side after intermission, seemed such a big lump in comparison.
I didn't feel bad about myself, just, I felt basically the opposite of anything light, lovely and leaping around in the air. I can't even walk briskly for a 2 blocks. I mean, I can walk briskly for one block.
But tonight I'm thinking, meh. My body is doing something pretty cool, too.
|February 13, 2012|