Trolled By My Own Foot
This morning, I awoke to a weird, intense pulsing pain my slowly-healing toe.
- Though not as weird as the fact that I’ve awakened by 8 AM without an alarm for several days running. #NightOwlProblems
Obviously, this made me a wee bit angry.
And then, after about an hour, it just stopped.
Seriously, foot, what the hecking heck?
I did awake with my foot tucked under the opposite thigh, though. There’s a decent chance that I slept with it in there all
four hours that I actually slept night. Maybe that just made it angry?
- I entertain a hypothesis that dancers, in general, sleep in positions that suggest we’ve been dropped from a great height. My entirely scientific sample of, like, three ballet people has thus far confirmed said hypothesis. Weaknesses of this ongoing study include a subjective operational definition, poorly developed survey instruments, nonrandom sampling, and the complete lack of anything resembling a proper control group.
Maybe it’s the general (hyper)mobility that makes people sleep in less-than-ergonomic positions? For example, I fold my hands towards my wrists so far when I sleep, that my hands often don’t wake up when I do. I’ve given myself wrist pain a couple of times.
Me, too! I think you might be right. I’ll have to consult hypermobile non-dancers as well.