and so it goes

Monsoon. No running for me today. I like Zombies! Run, but don't feel like drowning.

Emi didn't feel good this morning. Poor girl.
Ox felt great and didn't want me to leave. Poor guy.

My breakfast is both cute and disturbing. Downwood is entirely disturbed. I got some molds that you put a hot hard boiled egg in and it shapes the egg into a smiling bunny or smiling bear. Downwood doesn't like eggs at all anyway and seeing my happy eggs made him really...something. Not worried, not sick, just...disturbed.

And I come in to find an email that one of my customers wants to have an upgrade tomorrow. Joy.

Things I've Learned in Dance #459

Walking is hard.

Any time we pick up a new prop, after we get the hang of the initial motion, we start trying to just walk with it. Forward and back. Nothing complicated, but I always forget how to move my feet. I can't walk in rhythm or I can't keep the rhythm of the prop going. Oy.

Last night, we focused on just walking. Feeling the music and feeling every muscle from toes to shoulders all working together to create forward, sideways, or backward movement.

That shouldn't be hard. But it was.

I overthink things a lot. It's just a part of my personality. Overthinking walking is a cognitive dissonance exercise in something. Concentrating on every muscle makes me fall over and be even less graceful than usual.

But, yeah, walking is hard. And today I hurt in all the places. Ow. And yay.