During the Olympic ski jump competition a few weeks ago, the announcer explained that the mechanics of the sport aren’t very complex. The biggest hurdle is calming the voice screaming in your head, THIS IS SUICIDE! Tell me about it. I hate taking physical risk, which I believe is genetic – we’re readers in my family – but I understand it’s important to go beyond one’s comfort zone. When my Pilates instructor suggested I try hanging upside down from a high bar, I heard a voice screaming in my head, WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY? We compromised. From a more reasonable height, I hung from the waist down, which felt like enough for one day. And then I went home and cracked open a book.
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(Image: The Equivocal Woman, 1923, by Max Ernst)
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