“Almost nobody dances sober, unless they happen to be insane.”- Friedrich Nietzsche
First time back in the studio after forever a day and I take a double class like a lunatic. I'm sore in the best kind of way, it's been a long time since I worked that hard physically.. I bet I'm going to regret it tomorrow though, so much floorwork my knees are bruised to shit.
On the one hand it feels like I never left, surrounded by the same people in a place I've spent so much time. On the other hand my body knows it's been far too long, I know all the movements but I've lost so much strength that I can't trust that I can safely do things that used to be easy without falling on my ass. I used to be able to invert on a spinny pole and do tarzan spins goddamnit! It's so frustrating feeling like I'm starting from scratch again. It's so fast to lose muscle and takes so much longer to build yourself back up again.
expectation.
Vs. Reality.
On the one hand it feels like I never left, surrounded by the same people in a place I've spent so much time. On the other hand my body knows it's been far too long, I know all the movements but I've lost so much strength that I can't trust that I can safely do things that used to be easy without falling on my ass. I used to be able to invert on a spinny pole and do tarzan spins goddamnit! It's so frustrating feeling like I'm starting from scratch again. It's so fast to lose muscle and takes so much longer to build yourself back up again.
expectation.
Vs. Reality.