Take Two

Second day's a killer. Oh my gracious. I'm already sore and tired, and then we had a pretty tough ballet class for 3 hours, then a 30 minute break, then another hour and a half. Then jazz. Then modern. Then taking the wrong bus. Then walking up a really huge hill to catch the next bus. Then catching the next (correct bus). Then taking the metro one station because you're too tired to walk. Then stopping by starbucks for some motivation to walk the last 3 blocks to my house.

I'm tired.

But wow, today was a great day. I was hugely encouraged especially by my ballet teacher and also by other students. My ballet teacher commented on my "artistry" during few dance-y combinations. What I can't get over is that the combinations she appreciated my "artistry" were definitely the combinations I felt I was most worshipful. The grand allegro (big jumps) was very flow-y and I had a marvelous time jumping and spinning with Jesus. I was just doing my leaps as he was holding me up and loving every moment of it and my teacher noticed and called it "artistry". Which in the dance world is a good characteristic to have. I'm absolutely flabbergasted that worshiping actually enhances my value as a dancer in the secular world. Jesus is so cool like that.


Prayer requests:
Strength, endurance, TOES, avoiding injury, my muscles and tendons and joints in general.
That I grow as a dancer and also as an independent person (safety and wisdom in transportation/city life)
but mostly,
Opportunities to share why I dance and what it means to dance for and with Jesus, and the wisdom and words to express my beliefs appropriately and tastefully.

Fun Anecdote:
I have a friend at the studio from Spain, and she only speaks Spanish. At lunch she asked me what it was I was eating. And I was speechless. I was eating humus, but how do you explain humus in English, let alone try to explain it in Spanish? She asked is it sweet or salty, and I was still speechless. I told her it's not really either but it's still good. Apparently I did not, in my broken Spanish, convince her it was "muy rico" as she strongly declined my offer for her to try some. I probably shouldn't be a salesperson. In any language.

Some Statistics:

Blister count: 4 (one popped, three nicely juicy, two of those on one toe)
Percentage of muscles in the body that hurt: roughly 97% (The other 3 percent are smooth muscles like the heart and stomach)
Percentage of skeletal muscles that ache: 99.9%
Number of hairnets used: 2
Number of bobby pins used: 43