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		<title>By: Tessa</title>
		<link>http://www.mooseinthekitchen.com/2010/02/26/getting-out-of-my-own-way/comment-page-1/#comment-35655</link>
		<dc:creator>Tessa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 02:25:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was reading some of your other posts for the first time today. I was immediately drawn into the way you talk about yourself, analyzing things so much deeper than most people care to, being critical to a point of self-implosion and then suddenly seeing the clarity of the bigger picture, the richness of life, the luck of a beautiful day. I felt like I was reading a more articulate version of what I blab to a therapist. And then, I read this. And I see it now. I was a dancer. A pretty good one, too. But not perfect, not quite the right body, a little to short, a little too this, a little too that. I gave in, I gave up, I let them win. And I have to battle that thought every day.  I was the one who let it go. Not them, me. I could still be dancing. Maybe not for ABT, but I could still be dancing. Now I just funnel that perfectionist ridiculousness into every other part of life. But it doesn&#039;t belong there. It never existed in the first place. I was never perfect, and neither were you. But I know those lights sure felt good on your face, right? I do remember that.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was reading some of your other posts for the first time today. I was immediately drawn into the way you talk about yourself, analyzing things so much deeper than most people care to, being critical to a point of self-implosion and then suddenly seeing the clarity of the bigger picture, the richness of life, the luck of a beautiful day. I felt like I was reading a more articulate version of what I blab to a therapist. And then, I read this. And I see it now. I was a dancer. A pretty good one, too. But not perfect, not quite the right body, a little to short, a little too this, a little too that. I gave in, I gave up, I let them win. And I have to battle that thought every day.  I was the one who let it go. Not them, me. I could still be dancing. Maybe not for ABT, but I could still be dancing. Now I just funnel that perfectionist ridiculousness into every other part of life. But it doesn&#8217;t belong there. It never existed in the first place. I was never perfect, and neither were you. But I know those lights sure felt good on your face, right? I do remember that.</p>
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		<title>By: Patty V</title>
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		<dc:creator>Patty V</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 01:41:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi. I&#039;m 49, and just last year I decided I was going to do a half marathon (actually my 53 yr old sister who does them all the time coerced me into it). Anyway, I did 4 last year and have already done one this year. I went from doing absolutely nothing for, oh maybe 20 years, to weight training, and distance training regularly. I&#039;ll never come in first place, but who cares? I&#039;m doing it and that&#039;s what counts. Plus, guess what? I have gotten better every single time. I hope you start dancing again. If you love it, do it. There&#039;s no reason not to.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi. I&#8217;m 49, and just last year I decided I was going to do a half marathon (actually my 53 yr old sister who does them all the time coerced me into it). Anyway, I did 4 last year and have already done one this year. I went from doing absolutely nothing for, oh maybe 20 years, to weight training, and distance training regularly. I&#8217;ll never come in first place, but who cares? I&#8217;m doing it and that&#8217;s what counts. Plus, guess what? I have gotten better every single time. I hope you start dancing again. If you love it, do it. There&#8217;s no reason not to.</p>
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		<title>By: Kristabella</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristabella</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 21:55:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Do it! I had no idea you were a dancer! That photo is beautiful!

And I imagine it will be JUST like Center Stage! :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do it! I had no idea you were a dancer! That photo is beautiful!</p>
<p>And I imagine it will be JUST like Center Stage! <img src='http://www.mooseinthekitchen.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Kate</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 22:25:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That was an excellent post.  I&#039;m 53 and I&#039;m a singer...or at least I should be or should have been or something like that.  I hope you do this.  It really is important to do it because if you don&#039;t, you&#039;ll wonder, regret and never know.  Take it from someone who knows.  The picture was beautiful!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That was an excellent post.  I&#8217;m 53 and I&#8217;m a singer&#8230;or at least I should be or should have been or something like that.  I hope you do this.  It really is important to do it because if you don&#8217;t, you&#8217;ll wonder, regret and never know.  Take it from someone who knows.  The picture was beautiful!</p>
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		<title>By: Anne in SC</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anne in SC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 00:17:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I posted my comment and then went back to read everyone else&#039;s (I do that so I don&#039;t get biased in my responses)...funny how we all have the same sentiment...DO IT.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I posted my comment and then went back to read everyone else&#8217;s (I do that so I don&#8217;t get biased in my responses)&#8230;funny how we all have the same sentiment&#8230;DO IT.</p>
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		<title>By: Anne in SC</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anne in SC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 00:16:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>GO FOR IT!!!!!
I wanted to do ballet, but was told I was too big (5&#039;6&quot;-ish, 125 lbs, amble bosom).  So I did other dances - tap and jazz (from 3rd grade until I graduated - I think I was good - people always said they enjoyed watching me).  I always wanted to go do Broadway - be on stage somehow, but I didn&#039;t follow it.  I didn&#039;t even do anything while in college because I thought I was being silly.  Now, thinking about doing ANY kind of dance kind of wigs me out....I have let myself get out of shape (and after children, my sense of balance is so different) that I really don&#039;t think I could do it.  How SAD is that.?

Follow through with your wants.  Do it while you&#039;re young enough to do something about it.  Even if it&#039;s just for YOU.  Be like Nike.  Just Do It.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>GO FOR IT!!!!!<br />
I wanted to do ballet, but was told I was too big (5&#8217;6&#8243;-ish, 125 lbs, amble bosom).  So I did other dances &#8211; tap and jazz (from 3rd grade until I graduated &#8211; I think I was good &#8211; people always said they enjoyed watching me).  I always wanted to go do Broadway &#8211; be on stage somehow, but I didn&#8217;t follow it.  I didn&#8217;t even do anything while in college because I thought I was being silly.  Now, thinking about doing ANY kind of dance kind of wigs me out&#8230;.I have let myself get out of shape (and after children, my sense of balance is so different) that I really don&#8217;t think I could do it.  How SAD is that.?</p>
<p>Follow through with your wants.  Do it while you&#8217;re young enough to do something about it.  Even if it&#8217;s just for YOU.  Be like Nike.  Just Do It.</p>
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		<title>By: Kerri Anne</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kerri Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 03:45:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I believe in your twinkle toes. I would love to watch you dance one day, and toss a heaping bouquet of flowers at you when you&#039;re finished. 

And I understand the fear of success being even more paralyzing than a fear of failure sometimes. But I also think doing something you love, that clearly brings you so much joy, is really the only thing worth doing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I believe in your twinkle toes. I would love to watch you dance one day, and toss a heaping bouquet of flowers at you when you&#8217;re finished. </p>
<p>And I understand the fear of success being even more paralyzing than a fear of failure sometimes. But I also think doing something you love, that clearly brings you so much joy, is really the only thing worth doing.</p>
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		<title>By: only words to play with</title>
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		<dc:creator>only words to play with</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 03:04:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just stumbled upon your blog, and I found this to be a really touching piece.  You talk about going to see a dance performance, and finding something tragic while watching: namely in yourself, and that you had squashed an ambition, that you weren&#039;t up there on stage.  I&#039;ve had that feeling many times.  I can&#039;t go to the ballet or even a music performance without this visceral, hand-clenching jealousy welling up inside of me.  I love love love watching dance and listening to music, and it kills me that I&#039;m not on stage too.

If you decide to pursue this dream, I wish you so much luck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just stumbled upon your blog, and I found this to be a really touching piece.  You talk about going to see a dance performance, and finding something tragic while watching: namely in yourself, and that you had squashed an ambition, that you weren&#8217;t up there on stage.  I&#8217;ve had that feeling many times.  I can&#8217;t go to the ballet or even a music performance without this visceral, hand-clenching jealousy welling up inside of me.  I love love love watching dance and listening to music, and it kills me that I&#8217;m not on stage too.</p>
<p>If you decide to pursue this dream, I wish you so much luck.</p>
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		<title>By: Angella</title>
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		<dc:creator>Angella</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 01:10:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>DO IT.

(Same sentiment as everyone above and I mean it just as much as they do.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>DO IT.</p>
<p>(Same sentiment as everyone above and I mean it just as much as they do.)</p>
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		<title>By: Leah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 20:47:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is purely selfish, but I&#039;d love for you to dance again just so I can watch you. If you don&#039;t do it for yourself, do it for MEEEE!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is purely selfish, but I&#8217;d love for you to dance again just so I can watch you. If you don&#8217;t do it for yourself, do it for MEEEE!</p>
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