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[e_clare]

I was running late for a meeting with my lighting designer this afternoon, so I borrowed housemate Biz's bike to get from our house to the theater (the total opposite side of campus). Thanks to the bike, I was five minutes early -- but there are some wicked bumpy sidewalks on this campus, let me tell you.

The g#$(@* bike gave me saddle sores.

I stopped riding horses my freshman year of high school, and thought I was finished with that pain forever -- even though I'm still haunted by memories of No-Stirrups January. This semester, I'm reliving it all: Suzuki training provides the aching quads and calves, and now the bike is filling in the rest. I can't walk up stairs, and I can't sit down comfortably.

Tomorrow night will be the longest 50-minute show of my life.

UPDATE Friday morning: Suzuki (and sitting statues) went better than expected, and I no longer anticipate major discomfort tonight. That said, Valley folk should come check out the show tonight at Rooke Theater: The Geisha Next Door, 8 pm. $3 at the door.

Comments

[mirror-dancer.livejournal.com]

poor bottom! you should carry around one of those donut pillows and sit on that. and instead of carrying it, you could wear it on your head as a fashion accessory!

[e-clare.livejournal.com]

Wow, Maura. You have such fantastic ideas. Why are you so kick-ass, man? :)

PS. Thanks for smuggling me lunch! *mwah*

[mirror-dancer.livejournal.com]

i just have a very rich and fertile imagination...

i'll smuggle you lunch any day of the week!