When you’re an injured ballet dancer missing the satisfying burn of rehearsing all day, life can start to get a little depressing.  It can become a monotonous cycle of wake up too early, struggle through half dancing/half crying all day, get stabbed at acupuncture, eat, sleep (uncomfortably), repeat.  In an effort to chase away the injury blues and stay positive, I’m going to start channeling that badass little girl in the above photo, and also keeping in mind a brilliant suggestion to live every day like it’s my birthday.  I don’t want to let another day go by without noticing the sunshine and positivity all around me.  I hope you will all do the same!  Happy Wednesday, loves.