Keep moving, gently. Drawing Luke Hockley.
All the muscles in my back are very sore.
Spasming even.
Not an extreme, I can’t move, I’ve done some real damage kind of spasm.
More…a bit tight, and then…oh – I’ve cricked my neck damn it…kind of spasm.
Obviously, this is me responding to my new adventures in moving again. For the last few years I have been reasonably fit, but it has been a weightlifting at the gym kind of fit. Not a move through three-dimensional space kind of fit.
My instant response though is to assume there is some big problem. I’m worried that if my body responds like this maybe I am too old to move in this way? To be clear…I haven’t been doing anything extreme…for a dancer – but given I haven’t danced full time for quite some time, I suppose the range of movement, even if done gently, is going to stir things up.
Anyway, I was all worried. And then I remembered one of the first professional jobs I had as a dancer. I worked for a dance theatre company in Brisbane that used ballet as its foundation technique (which I had never done).
I remember waking up every day and running a super-hot bath and easing myself into it to try and get my back muscles to release. They were so tight and sore!
I was very young at the time.
So, I think this might be one of those things that happen when you get moving again. The solution at the time was to keep moving.
I think that’s the message here.
Keep moving, gently.
Love
Luke
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