Dancing Days

Last night I was bored and saw my pointe shoes hanging from my bed, so I decided to put them on. It's been about five months since I have done any sort of dancing, so it made me sad. For one, I miss dance a lot and it kills me to think that I will probably never do it again. But also, I noticed that I have definitely lost some of my technique and flexibility, one of the reasons I will never do it again. Instead of dance, I have taken up running to keep in shape (actually I haven't gone running in 3 weeks, for various reasons, but I am going to start it up again today). I like it and it is good exercise, but it is not the same. To me, running is just running. There is no excitement and only minimal room for improvement. Dancing was completely different. It was art, a way of expressing myself. There were always ways to improve and new things to learn. Every dance was unique. I had a passion for it and I put everything I had into each step. I will probably never have that kind of passion for anything ever again, and that is a difficult thought. I just wish my days as a dancer didn't have to end so soon.