How I Made Lemonade Out Of My Dancing Injury
“As you can see, I’m a bit proximal. How am I now? Oooh, a little distal now. Okay, back a little. Perfect.”
“As you can see, I’m a bit proximal. How am I now? Oooh, a little distal now. Okay, back a little. Perfect.”
As I went in to get more out, my whole back seized up. My spine retracted like a slinky, and my curved, hovering-over-toilet body jerked backward into an arched position as I exclaimed in pain.