I got scolded at physical therapy tonight. Apparently I was doing the hamstring stretch all wrong -- my hips were too turned out and as a result I wasn't getting the full benefit of the stretch. Then, while I was on the treadmill, the therapist commented on how much my hips were.... um.... moving.
Hey, I TOLD them I used to study dance -- that loose-hipped turn-out stuff doesn't just go away when you stop taking classes, you know.
And I started
young. Proof:
(You never know when a perfectly turned-out fifth position is going to come in handy.)
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that just might be the cutest pic ever!
I'm embarassed to admit that I have a lovely picture just like that.
Awww. You were precious.
Marcia
Oh, weren't you just the cutest!
Ann
I am jealous, DG and RW. My mother the feminist was anti anything fem. Urgh.
That bothers me that you were scolded. I frequently have worked with medical staff that do not get the concept of talking to people in an open ended way instead of talking out them or scolding them.
AG, it wasn't a real scolding -- more of a joking chiding. No worries -- the staff at this center are terrific and very helpful.
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