EXERCISE
Are You Thinking About Your Feet Enough?
I was in my 40’s when I first really noticed my feet. It was in a hip-hop class where the wall-to-wall mirror in the studio hid little. Keeping my center of gravity low, and determined to fit in with the dancers half my age, I tensed and released my limbs and core in tandem with the old-school, angry beats. As our stomping shook the polished plywood, I glanced at my reflection and almost stopped in my tracks: my steps were flimsy, almost timid.
