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kittydesadeAnd speaking of ballet, she said, even though she was only speaking of ballet on a comment thread on network, but.
Speaking of ballet!
So I went to capoeira tonight and managed to completely prove my earlier point, not that it had been in dispute because everyone involved knows better, but to completely prove my earlier point I arrived at capoeira exhausted. (And everyone was exhausted and sort of moving achy and slow so at least I was in good company.) And so we do our stretches and warmup and I get through a warmup game (that's what a bout is called in capoeira is a game) and we start in on movements, which is small to medium length combinations of moves. Ferex we start in the basic movement (capoeira doesn't have basic positions, it has a movement) and go to a lunge evasion, and we'll practice that for a bit and then go basic-lunge-evasion. And then basic-lunge-evasion-kick. Or something. So I start doing that. And because of the asthma periodically I have to step out, suck oxygen or puff the inhaler, and jump back in. Right now on a normal day I'm up to about 15-20 minutes before I have to do that.
Except tonight! Where apparently I could do jack shit. Go back, go forth, get dizzy, have to stop before I fall over. I did manage not to fall on top of anyone or kick anyone not on purpose! But there was a hell of a lot of going and leaning against the wall and trying to do a traveling step and stumbling. Way too much.
So this ends up in a conversation with one of the other guys in the class who has done capoeira before, the capoeira regional (which is pronounced hei-zhon-ahl and is a much more MMA style) as we were checking whether either or both of us is okay, and after the earlier conversation I told him look, in ballet, if someone asks you if you're okay you say yes.
Which really explains a lot about my fucking persistence when it comes to capoeira.
Other things I have inherited from ballet: REALLY TIGHT CALVES which is not actually an asset and which I need to therapy now before it makes capoeira even more difficult. A bad knee that occasionally takes a fit and refuses to support my weight, also not ideal for capoeira with all the kneeling down and getting up. There was at least one other thing I thought of, possibly involving the pain and damage tolerance thing again, but I am fucking exhausted and my brain isn't working some right now. I took two tries to make a mug brownie and then almost forgot to cook it.
And. In case anyone needed proof that being really, really tired is a lot like being drunk? I give you: this entire post.
Speaking of ballet!
So I went to capoeira tonight and managed to completely prove my earlier point, not that it had been in dispute because everyone involved knows better, but to completely prove my earlier point I arrived at capoeira exhausted. (And everyone was exhausted and sort of moving achy and slow so at least I was in good company.) And so we do our stretches and warmup and I get through a warmup game (that's what a bout is called in capoeira is a game) and we start in on movements, which is small to medium length combinations of moves. Ferex we start in the basic movement (capoeira doesn't have basic positions, it has a movement) and go to a lunge evasion, and we'll practice that for a bit and then go basic-lunge-evasion. And then basic-lunge-evasion-kick. Or something. So I start doing that. And because of the asthma periodically I have to step out, suck oxygen or puff the inhaler, and jump back in. Right now on a normal day I'm up to about 15-20 minutes before I have to do that.
Except tonight! Where apparently I could do jack shit. Go back, go forth, get dizzy, have to stop before I fall over. I did manage not to fall on top of anyone or kick anyone not on purpose! But there was a hell of a lot of going and leaning against the wall and trying to do a traveling step and stumbling. Way too much.
So this ends up in a conversation with one of the other guys in the class who has done capoeira before, the capoeira regional (which is pronounced hei-zhon-ahl and is a much more MMA style) as we were checking whether either or both of us is okay, and after the earlier conversation I told him look, in ballet, if someone asks you if you're okay you say yes.
Which really explains a lot about my fucking persistence when it comes to capoeira.
Other things I have inherited from ballet: REALLY TIGHT CALVES which is not actually an asset and which I need to therapy now before it makes capoeira even more difficult. A bad knee that occasionally takes a fit and refuses to support my weight, also not ideal for capoeira with all the kneeling down and getting up. There was at least one other thing I thought of, possibly involving the pain and damage tolerance thing again, but I am fucking exhausted and my brain isn't working some right now. I took two tries to make a mug brownie and then almost forgot to cook it.
And. In case anyone needed proof that being really, really tired is a lot like being drunk? I give you: this entire post.