Dancin' Fool
Kim was the matron of honor in a wedding this weekend, so I got to spend lots of time twiddling my thumbs and helping out with odd jobs during the preparations. The reception afterward was pretty fun, even though I didn't really know many people there (apart from the bride and groom, who somehow seemed a bit occupied much of the time). But I socialized with a few people whom I'd met before (or who had also been around for the activities and events leading up to the wedding), and I had a rare opportunity to dance a bit.
Now, the trick with dancing these days is that I don't know that my doctor is even comfortable with me jogging at the moment, much less dancing. Kim and I had a nice waltz together to begin with (in which I demonstrated that I've forgotten almost everything I ever learned about waltzing apart from the basic step and a simple turn; it didn't help that the tempo was quite fast). I also managed to talk Kim into a bit of swing (which I've also forgotten too much of), but she declared an end to swing dancing for the evening after that for fear of a wardrobe malfunction with her bridesmaid dress (probably justified). Line dancing to the Electric Slide wasn't too bad (well, until I tried to get a little fancy, anyway) and the occasional goofing around to things like YMCA was fun but tiring.
The upshot of all that is that yesterday and today have been a bit sore around the knee. Happily, it doesn't really seem like a bad sort of sore: I can recognize a fair bit as just muscle pain (for muscles that haven't gotten much use in the past couple years), and the rest seems to be fading away fast. I'm pretty pleased with that: I've been sick of not being able to do things that I enjoy. Still, I'll keep limiting the swing dancing for a while, and I'm going to hold off on tennis until I feel a whole lot more comfortable (and until I get an actual okay from my doctor).
Now, the trick with dancing these days is that I don't know that my doctor is even comfortable with me jogging at the moment, much less dancing. Kim and I had a nice waltz together to begin with (in which I demonstrated that I've forgotten almost everything I ever learned about waltzing apart from the basic step and a simple turn; it didn't help that the tempo was quite fast). I also managed to talk Kim into a bit of swing (which I've also forgotten too much of), but she declared an end to swing dancing for the evening after that for fear of a wardrobe malfunction with her bridesmaid dress (probably justified). Line dancing to the Electric Slide wasn't too bad (well, until I tried to get a little fancy, anyway) and the occasional goofing around to things like YMCA was fun but tiring.
The upshot of all that is that yesterday and today have been a bit sore around the knee. Happily, it doesn't really seem like a bad sort of sore: I can recognize a fair bit as just muscle pain (for muscles that haven't gotten much use in the past couple years), and the rest seems to be fading away fast. I'm pretty pleased with that: I've been sick of not being able to do things that I enjoy. Still, I'll keep limiting the swing dancing for a while, and I'm going to hold off on tennis until I feel a whole lot more comfortable (and until I get an actual okay from my doctor).