Eureka!

I can't believe I hadn't thought of this sooner...

I hate running. Hate it. Tried to do it this summer and failed miserably. Props to me, of course, for at least doing it for me and not the stop watch. That made it slightly more enjoyable.

True, this fall after the disastrous showing in Dole, I did start running in Paris. But that quickly stopped once shows started and I was able to get through my number.

So here I am, back in Montreal, sitting on me arse. I know I need to run. I know I need to do cardio. I could pretty much skip wheel training and just do cardio and be okay, really. Not that that's something I'd like to do. What's an acrobat to do?

Dance.

I hate running, but dancing makes me happy. Dancing to stupid music makes me really happy. Dancing to stupid music and getting a cardiovascular workout? Outstanding!

Not only will dancing around like a crazed baboon be more fun than running, dancing consists of all kinds of different movements using as many parts of my body as I choose. Unlike running, which keeps a relatively constant shape. Plus, I can vary the intention of each movement, the speed, the intensity, everything! And that is far more representative of a circus act than running laps.

The possibilities are endless. I can change musical styles, give myself little dance challenges, play around with the quality of movement... just like my movement classes back in theatre school! Heck, I'm excited just thinking about all the fun I could be having.

It seems so obvious. So simple. Why did it take me so long to come to this conclusion?

Who cares?

Let's dance!