Danseur Ignoble: Weaksauce

We failed to eat dinner tonight (long story involving the complications of filling ADHD prescription), and my blood sugar tanked somewhere in the middle of barre.  I held it together almost to the end of class, but my chaînes weren’t great.

I should know myself well enough by now to prevent this from happening: energy bar in the dance bag; juice if a real crisis occurs.  Failing to plan is planning to fail.

Figured out I’ve been cheating during barre stretch: not doing anything wrong, just not working the rotation and flexibility as hard as I can.  So I worked on that.

I am definitely not a Squid anymore.   The arms are Doing Their Thing.

Now, if the brain will just follow suit…

About asher

Me in a nutshell: Standard uptight ballet boy. Trapeze junkie. Half-baked choreographer. Budding researcher. Transit cyclist. Terrible homemaker. Getting along pretty well with bipolar disorder. Fabulous. Married to a very patient man. Bachelor of Science in Psychology (2015). Proto-foodie, but lazy about it. Cat owner ... or, should I say, cat own-ee? ... dog lover. Equestrian.

Posted on 2015/03/02, in balllet and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. “Failing to plan is planning to fail”. I love that! Of course in the hands of an OCD survivor that can get out of control really fast but it’s still a great axiom.

    • It’s definitely a favorite of mine — even though I’m horrible at planning. Maybe someday they’ll develop a technology to balance out really impulsive people like me with OCD folk… 😉

  2. haha glad to hear about the squid

  3. Asher, you’re human. Thank goodness I’m not the only one that misses my A-game every now and then. We simply have to forgive ourselves and pledge that tomorrow is a fresh beginning.

    • Excellent point! Likewise, being hypoglycemic and clunky in this class will make me feel all spiffy and awesome by comparison extra time!

  4. Digging the name change! I have so been there are on the forgetting to eat (and on the ADHD Rx filling hassles). Just buy a box of Cliff bars and throw it in the dance bag… just try to remember not to leave half eaten, semi-wrapped bars in there when you get home. Who does that? (hangs head in shame)

    • Thanks! It seemed like an obvious choice one I thought if it, of course 😀 Good is about the Cliff bars — they’re often on sale around here, too.

      You’re not alone on the half-eaten bar front. In my bike-racing days, I once came home from a training ride overcooked and proceeded to launder a half-eaten Payday bar with my Jersey o.O

      And is it just me, or have they designed the ADHD-rx process to be as difficult as possible for, like, people with ADHD?

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