Yeah, I Know…
Pointe Shoes: Hey dude, what’s the deal, you haven’t worn me in class since like December. Where’s the love, I thought you liked to dance with us.
Me: Well, I did, but the more I wore you the more my ankle hurt.
PS: Hey dude, don’t try to blame that on me, you’ve have had that problem for years.
Me: Yeah, but I’m good at blaming others for my problems (laughing).
PS: You totally threw us under the bus.
Me: Yep, I sure did. But, I discovered something. I had forgotten what it’s like to dance in my soft shoes, it’s a completely different experience that I had nearly forgotten. No offense to you guys, but I felt like I was clomping around with you, like when you try to walk in ski boots, less than graceful. The softies felt like I was dancing on clouds.
PS: Oh yeah, blaming the tools are you? I’d say you should blame the operator.
Me: Easy there, I love ya. I pulled you out and wore you tonight, the first time in months. And do you want to know what? It was great, not even a twinge of pain. Probably not the best idea right now, but what the hell.
PS: Oh, I know, it was fun. It seemed like you knew what you were doing.
Me: I know, it was fun. You can thank a couple of the girls in class one of which also en pointe and were wondering why I wasn’t wearing you lately. We will do more, I promise. As long as the ankle feels good, we will be good. Meanwhile, back in the bag, see you soon.
Me: BTW, you were famous for a few months, your photo was used on an online dance wear site.
PS: Yep, I did know, I’m quite good looking. I can’t believe you made them take that photo of me.
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