We aren't told that if you "listen to your body" when you're sore & warming up for a nine a.m. rehearsal, you will hear a lot of whining. Take a look:
HIP: Pop. POP. Wow, that felt good.
SPINE: Hey, can we skip the cambre back for now, and stay down for here a second? It feels good. I'm not ready to bend the other way yet.
HAMSTRINGS: I hate you all.
(during a series of quick eleves)
ARCHES: Dead pointe shoe alert! Dead pointe shoe alert!
CALVES: Um, wow, hey. Dude. We are SO not ready for that yet.
BRAIN: Oh. Sorry.
ARCHES: Yo, can we do something about this dead- shoe situation here?
BRAIN: They aren't THAT dead. They've got, like, an entire class left in them. You can at least make it to the end of barre work, Captain Fussypants.
ENTIRE LOWER HALF: Why. The hell. Did you think it would be smart. TO RUN THREE MILES yesterday.
ENTIRE LOWER HALF: I dunno if you've noticed, but we are not runners. WE HURT.
BRAIN: I said I'm sorry! And admit it, we really needed that run.
TOES: Cramp some more!
ARCHES: Hey, Toes are cramping up big-time, maybe we --
BRAIN: Yes I KNOW.
ARCHES: I'm just saying... you know... maybe we should ditch the pointe shoes.
BRAIN: Maybe you should suck it up.
HAMSTRINGS: Holy damn, woman, WHAT PART OF "NO" DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?
BRAIN: You know, you will feel a million times better IF YOU JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME STRETCH YOU.
HAMSTRINGS: But I'm so sorrrrrrrre.
EVERYONE ELSE: So are we!
BRAIN: You buggers are whiny today.