injury; when an anthropologist watches movies this is what happens

My left calf muscles are still screaming at me from Tuesday's physical therapy and dance class.  It's definitely getting better, but it still rather feels like somebody is driving a large nail into the back of my leg, exactly right here.  I can see some broken blood vessels as well.  Will have to have a talk with the PT about this when I go back next Tuesday.  My foot feels ok, but this isn't really an acceptable trade off...

I did dance last night, because with two shows coming up next weekend I don't really have any choice.  Most things don't really hurt *while* I am dancing, it's only afterwards that the soreness sets in, despite stretching and ice.  So it's hard to gauge how much is too much.  I danced more than I meant to, an hour instead of 15-20 minutes.  It was productive, though.  And even if my calf is sore, I am happy to note that after several backbend-into-drops my quads and psoas are just fine.  Still, I really have to watch it.  Good thing I scaled back my performing when I did.  Though even without the Middle East in my schedule, I've got six or seven confirmed dates between now and the end of May.

In totally different news, here's a review of the Egyptian movie Salimle Ala Susu (Regards to Susu)( Read more... )

this is why I don't eat octopi

The octopus who loves his Mr Potato Head

my consolation prize

So I can't justify spending the money to go to Dallas for Fifi Abdo this year, but I can manage to justify spending the money to buy last year's workshop DVDs!  It won't be the same as being there but it will be something, and I won't have to fight for floor space in my own living room ;-)