I notice yesterday that I mentioned something about being a ballerina. And it reminded me of my one foray into the world of ballet.
When I was a wee child, probably four or five, my grandmother really wanted me to take ballet.
So I was enrolled in ballet.
Here's the thing. I was obviously not meant for ballet.
I generally consider myself to be a fairly athletic person, who can pick up sports rather easily. But I am not, nor have I ever been, flexible.
I was the kid in class that couldn't do half the stretches and only really liked when we practiced jumps. That was the best.
Needless to say, I never took ballet again. And I'm still not flexible.