Probleme

So it turns out that my stiffness and disorientation on Saturday was the prodrome of some kind of aggressive respiratory infection. Like, mostly functional on Sunday morning, fever of 101F and raging headache by 9 PM Sunday evening kind of aggressive :/

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The recycled status of this picture does not make it any less accurate a representation of my current health state (so, zombie with a side of gay? or…?)

As such, I haven’t been in class all week, though I did go to a tech session for Weeds last night. We were shooting video for projections, though, so there was no serious dancing involved … mostly we hung out on various street corners looking mildly threatening, but definitely more threatening than a dance number from West Side Story[1].

  1. You guys, I love West Side Story, of course, but can we agree that some of the gangland dance numbers are, well, less than intimidating?

I am almost certainly skipping class tonight as well, because frankly nobody needs to try to dance when they can’t actually stand up, and none of the people in class who remain able to stand up need my germs.

C’est la vie. Sometimes you win; sometimes the microbes win.

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Basically me at the end of rehearsal on Sunday. (Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com)

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 2018/06/07, in #dancerlife, balllet, health and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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