What I Did On My Summer Break
So yeah, I’m suffering through a long ass break in our summer schedule, a three week break that at times feels it may never end. Luckily for me, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, Thursday is a short five days away, aw hell let’s say three, it’s almost midnight now. Anyway, it hasn’t been easy, all work and no ballet make Jack a dull boy.
I’ve done what I can to distract myself all I can, I haven’t had this much free time off from ballet since I called it quits when I got out of grad school back in the Bush administration. So I’m sure your thinking, gee Mr Blog Writer, just what did you do to make it through it through these daunting almost three weeks of late August two-thousand eleven?
Were you balled up in the fetal position while gently sobbing? Yes, most of the time. And how did you know that?
Did you learn a new language? No, I’m sticking with this one language thing.
Did you do something good for society? No, sorry.
Did you call that cute girl who gave you her number? No, but I will, I promise! Jeeze get off my back already.
Did you write that article for the GUB site? Well, I started it but I don’t like how it’s going.
Did you travel anywhere exciting? No, I haven’t gone anywhere since last summer when I traipsed around South America.
Did you use your Theraband like you said you were going to do? Ah, well not everyday. OK no. And don’t ask about stretching every day either because the answer is surprisingly the same.
Did you resolve what classes you are going to take next term? Well kinda, I’ll keep my Thursday and Saturday classes, but finding a Ballerina Class ™ that fits my crazy schedule is causing problems.
So what if anything did you do for nearly a better part of a month? Well, there was the pool I had to make sure the water stayed wet, or did that water get me instead? I didn’t die running the Warrior Dash along with Ballet Companion (two people did). I bounced two checks, oops. I made sure the internet was functioning at all hours of the day and night. I made snarky comments on others blogs. I went back to work, my annual three months of freedom has came to a close. Basically I did nothing of consequence, or did I?
I’m pretty sure I’m using these shoes in the proper way. However, it has been awhile and I could be wrong.



August 22, 2011 at 9:18 pm
you have nice legs! lol
August 22, 2011 at 9:47 pm
Thanks, I believe it’s from bikes and ballet.
August 22, 2011 at 9:37 pm
Well! I had no idea you were male until just now.
Also, you DO have nice legs!
August 22, 2011 at 9:44 pm
However, upon more careful re-read-i-nation of a few of your recent posts, I should’ve known. I’m oblivious, apparently. Please don’t mind me! I’m just gonna go play in the corner, now.
August 22, 2011 at 10:41 pm
Honestly, I think it’s hilarious! It’s not the first time I have been mistaken for a girl, it happened all the time when I was young, long hair and nice legs. Maybe I need a mustache or walk around shirtless. What do you think?
August 22, 2011 at 9:49 pm
Hahahahahahaha! Really? BTW, thanks!!
August 23, 2011 at 11:29 am
I love that picture with the bike.
Btw, what’s GUB?
August 23, 2011 at 3:46 pm
Thanks!!
GUB is Ballet for Grown-Ups, a blog / website a few of us are working on. A web site for adults who are looking to get into ballet or are already in ballet. We’re hoping to have something up by the end of September.
August 24, 2011 at 5:48 am
That picture of you with the hoover is priceless!!!
August 24, 2011 at 3:52 pm
You are correct, it is a Hoover. You mean people don’t vacuum their apartments en pointe?
Actually, those photo were taken for a post that I never finished, but luckily they worked perfectly for this post. I’ll try to fix the other and put it up at some point.
August 31, 2011 at 11:55 pm
As much as I love your posts, and I hate to be “that person” you’re sickling like crazysauce in the first picture with the hoover, and it’s scary. I’m surprised you didn’t roll your ankle or worse. So yeah, be careful with pointe, seriously. Which I’m sure you hear all the time. and yeah, be careful. also…yeah. yeah, just be careful.
September 1, 2011 at 7:09 am
Good call. I’m surprised someone didn’t say something earlier. It’s something we noticed in class and I’m working on.
So is calling a vacuum a “hoover”
an English thing? I’ve never hear it called that before. Just wondering.
September 1, 2011 at 4:03 pm
I just gotta say I think you’re awesome.
Also when it comes to calling them hoovers, I think it must be a UK thing. I could be wrong though.
Btw, your probably get this all the time, but your legs are smokin’ hot. Just sayin’.
September 1, 2011 at 9:49 pm
I just wanted to let you know that your is the best comment that this blog has ever received!!
I really appreciate the complements, seriously. Being this awesome isn’t easy!
Again, thank you and please keep reading.