She began her stretches, slow and careful, wishing they could afford to keep the apartment heated a little more - especially in this biting cold. Soon she stopped glancing at the mirror, her eyes occasionally drifting shut as she stepped to one side and arched an arm over her head, feeling out the pull of the muscles from beneath her shoulder down the curve of her side, into her leg stretched the other direction. Bit by bit, muscles warmed and loosened, and she began moving from her simple stretches in the more smooth, graceful moves of ballet.