Walk: Around and around packing.
Distance: At least 1.5 miles
So Ciwt's recent back-to-back matinees of SF Ballet's Swan Lake put her in mind of the first time she saw that beloved ballet. She was young, had never been to la danse before so didn't know how lucky she was to see Margot Fonteyn and Rudolph Nureyev. It was shortly after his defection to England from Russia so there was much intrigue as well as marvel at his athleticism, and Ciwt became hooked on the ballet ever since.
|Fonteyn and Nureyev|
So hooked she began pestering her father to go. "It is So athletic now!" she reassured him. This was true; a whole new era of intensely athletic and often macho ballet had been inaugurated. "You'll love it; don't worry, it has changed."
Finally he had had enough. He turned to her and said "I might has well tell you to go to the boxing matches; you'll love them." Oh.....
Ironically, the dancer she most wanted him to see, Edward Villella, was actually quite a proficient and dedicated boxer. But, of course, there was no point in mentioning this.