well said, jean. of course, everyone's welcome to post, or to not post if they don't want to, but certainly the board (and the world) would be a very quiet place if people who disagreed with me did not participate in public discussions.
as for being offended, i said exactly what i meant
You know what's funny? We, of course, never thought about body composition - we lived and died by the scale. I am, at 110 lbs, smaller than I was as dancer (except for my waist, which at just under 25" is 3" bigger than it was then). They probably would have fired me anyway. ;-P
If I ever decided to do fitness competitions, which i won't, I'd probably have to go under 100 lbs. to get as lean as the average competitor is.
yay! if it cheers you up on a day like today, then i'm happy to be an uptight picky-pants anytime! you can count on me.
paula, you are so cool. one of the great things about the internet and this board in particular is that you can make friends that you never would have made in real life. without the board, i can't imagine i ever would have reason to meet you, paula, but i'm really glad i did!
Holy cow! That's not what I mean! I was laughing at the phrase "uptight picky pants." The conversation about Dancers' butts is also funny. I don't find Chrissy's hurt feelings amusing at all.
You just made me cry...that's a pregnant thing, and a bad week thing.
Yeah, Jen, I see what you mean. I danced from ages 3-12. I was taught by a former Rockette. The intructor would comment about my weight in front of the whole class. I wasn't overweight but when I would do something that involved leaps, I would land too heavily, flat-footed. I distinctly remember her saying, "I weigh more than you and I don't make that kind of noise when I land!" I remember the instructor telling us to suck in our guts and telling us that we had to do something about our thighs or else we would have to wear long skirts instead of the shorter ballet costumes. Oh! And the time that she praised the skinny girl because the boy in our class could pick her up and they could do more advanced moves. She said that the rest of us would never be able to do that because we were too heavy. We were kids! I can see how heavier dancers would be discouraged from continuing their careers. Now that I think about it... I should have told my parents.
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well said, jean. of course, everyone's welcome to post, or to not post if they don't want to, but certainly the board (and the world) would be a very quiet place if people who disagreed with me did not participate in public discussions.
as for being offended, i said exactly what i meant
You know what's funny? We, of course, never thought about body composition - we lived and died by the scale. I am, at 110 lbs, smaller than I was as dancer (except for my waist, which at just under 25" is 3" bigger than it was then). They probably would have fired me anyway. ;-P
If I ever decided to do fitness competitions, which i won't, I'd probably have to go under 100 lbs. to get as lean as the average competitor is.
*uptight picky-pants* Jen, you make me laugh even when I feel like crap and writing a paper on something I don't even understand. Thanks!
This whole discussion makes me laugh!
Paula
Gee, that's so gracious of you to find someone's hurt feelings amusing Paula.
yay! if it cheers you up on a day like today, then i'm happy to be an uptight picky-pants anytime! you can count on me.
paula, you are so cool. one of the great things about the internet and this board in particular is that you can make friends that you never would have made in real life. without the board, i can't imagine i ever would have reason to meet you, paula, but i'm really glad i did!
Holy cow! That's not what I mean! I was laughing at the phrase "uptight picky pants." The conversation about Dancers' butts is also funny. I don't find Chrissy's hurt feelings amusing at all.
You just made me cry...that's a pregnant thing, and a bad week thing.
Paula
i didn't think you were laughing at anyone's hurt feelings. i took it as you appreciated my sense of humor in my comment about being a picky-pants.
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