Wednesday, April 4, 2012
If you read my last post you’ll know it’s been a rough four months in the dancing department for me. When my manager called just a few weeks after the surgery we obviously said I wouldn’t be dancing this year, which is kind of a good thing because I need all the focus I can on my knee right now. It doesn’t mean it isn’t hard though. This past weekend we had our first competition of the year and as bad as I felt, I couldn’t go. It killed me knowing everybody else was able to do what they loved but I couldn’t because of a stupid problem that was hard to put up with. How is that fair? Monday after the competition was picture day. So of course I had to go and see everybody and all the costumes I would have had if I had been able to dance. One of the worst feelings ever. Everybody asks you, “How are you feeling?” “Are you coming back to dance?” Sometimes you have to ask yourself the same questions, but mainly I just had to ask myself why I was even there. I know I’ve been doing a lot of complaining, but I’m sure a lot of people can relate. It’s rough not being able to do something you love, but having to watch all of your best friends do it makes it just a million times worse. It’s like dance doesn’t leave me alone. My family is basically revolved around dance. My best friends I’ve known for years because of dance. Will this ever end?