PAIN!

Wow... dancing is pain. We had Jazz and Ballet today. Let me tell you, I think both of the teachers stepped it up a notch in pushing us further during the warm-ups and stretching. As I lay in a leg-stretching position of pain today, straining forward and then being pushed down from behind by the teachers, I thought, "dancing is pain!"

Yes, every day we do so many painful stretches to try to get our bodies to contort in ways that make us look more beautiful and graceful when we dance. I can feel all these excercises changing my joints and flexibility... I'm transforming... slowly!

So I thought, "dancing is pain!"... and I almost cried while I had to hold the splits I couldn't do... then I secretly thought, "I'm kind of proud of it!"

Seriously... I like it somehow... am I sick and twisted to like pain? No... but I feel a sense of accomplishment that I had to suffer in order to grow. I don't think I've suffered much in life. I think God's had be on a pretty blessed, gentle path, and so I kind of felt glad to be pushed to that point for some greater good.

Anyway, that's all for today. A lot of my blogs may be about dancing these days, because it's just so fun and I can't help loving it!