It's a truism that getting old sucks. The problem is that the only alternative to aging doesn't seem that attractive to me.
Yes, I know, it's been a year and a half since I updated this blog. I'm still taking ballet classes. Two years ago I was taking as many as four classes a week. But that was causing an increasing number of issues like tendonitis, so I backed down to two classes a week. For quite a while that seemed like a sustainable number.
Then, in early February of this year, I went to do a simple grand plié during barre. Something felt off. At the bottom of the plié it felt like I had something soft behind my knee, like a pillow, that was preventing it from bending as much as it usually did. There was no noticeable swelling and it didn't hurt, but it limited the depth of my plié in both first and fifth. I figured I might have not gotten enough warm-up before class or something. It didn't seem to affect me other than in class.

