32 Changements…

So, at the end of class last night our summer teacher announces, “OK, to finish out class we’ll do 32 changements.”

Now, my gentle readers, ya know I’m a little fluffy in the weight department…

It was the end if class and my legs were feeling a bit spaghetti-noodle-ish…

I seriously thought she was kidding at first and I think my two fellow classmates did too…but she was serious. SERIOUS I tell ya!

She even added we could do them corner to corner.  I decided to keep them straight on and focus on my technique and pray I make it half way.

Maybe I was standing on a spring-ier part of the floor…

…maybe having the floors cleaned the night before can make a difference…

Guess who did 32 changements like a boss?

I did.

And did them well.

Boo-yah.

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Playing Catch Up…

Ok, it’s been a minnit since I last did an update so I’m going to cover a bunch of things that have been happening…

1.  Happy Blogging Birthday to Me!  

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!

I turned 1 on April 17.  Wow! Looking back on the past year a lot has changed, some good and not so good.

Good:

  • Finally taking ballet classes and freaking loving it.
  • Putting my hair in a real “ballet” bun at least once a week.
  • Counting down the days to ballet class.
  • Doing my ballet ankle and feet strengthening exercises.
  • Knowing all the struggles I went through this past year have been worth it to finally be in ballet class.
  • Ballet class has been improving my wonky left ankle and geriatric back.
  • The amazing young ladies and women I take ballet class with.
  • My ballet teacher, Ms. Dorothy.
  • My husband and son letting me run off once a week to ballet class without too much fuss.

Not so Good:

  • I have re-gained all the weight I lost and having trouble getting going again in weight loss.
  • Wishing I could take more ballet classes during the week.
  • Realizing to dance the way I want to dance, I gotta get this weight off of me.  That’s not just aesthetics.  Bertha, my belly, gets in the way and protests when it’s time to squeeze into tights.

2. I’m a Slacker of a Blogger

I’ve been a total slacker in the writing posts department. I admit it and I admit it freely.  I do have a good reason!  See, years ago while I was pining miserably away at a job I did because it was a job and got a good paycheck, I would wish for a job that I would love and could use my writing abilities.  I got that wish and now I write all day, full time.  It’s legal writing, not the creative stuff, but I am a nerd and a glutton for punishment and I love it.  Job problem solved.  Which translates into a blog writing problem. After writing all day 5 days a week, I am pretty much done with writing for the day once I get home.  Like I don’t even want to think enough to formulate the simplest thing, like “Hi, ballet go good. I no go boom when I pas de chat”  So, that is my reason for being a total writing slacker on the blog.  I am pooped when I get home.  It is getting better now that I am adjusting to the full time hours. Oh, did I say full time?  That’s right…I was promoted to full time after two months….thank you very much.  Add that to the good pile above.

3.  I Went to a Ballet

I went to the local professional ballet company’s Spring repertoire production. It was fantastic and I took my 7 year old son with me and he loved it! I will turn this topic into another blog post.  There is just too much to say.  It was the first live ballet performance I have seen since I was in a ballet!

Last but not least…

4.  Ballet Class

It has been one of the most challenging and rewarding things I have done in a long, long time.  I leave class exhausted, sweaty, red faced, and exhilarated.  I love pushing my body to see if it can do more and amazed at how much my body just “remembers” how to do.  Some terminology I am still working out but it is coming back more and more each week.

I take class once a week on Monday nights.  I was lucky enough these past two weeks to have two classes per week.  I was off work on Good Friday and I was able to take the Open Intermediate ballet class.  That was a great class, not just the class itself, but also the other adult students.  Many were long time dancers and one was a teacher who teaches at this studio.  They were so nice to me and I really enjoyed taking class with them.  One of them even gave me a nice compliment that I had pretty feet! (Insert ballet blush here)  Also, some of the teenage advanced dancers took class too.  One even had her younger brother who was taking class to try out ballet!  I really like having the advanced girls in class because Ms. Dorothy will push the class more plus those girls are just great and dancing with those that are better are a great motivation to push yourself to do better.  Last week, since my son was gallivanting with the grandparents for Spring break, I was able to take the adult beginner class and that was really good to take so I could concentrate on basic technique.  The lady who was teaching was the one who was in the Good Friday class.  I really enjoyed her class and she was a great teacher.  A boy who was a friend of one of the advanced students, took his first ballet class with us.  He had some very good natural talent and I hope he sticks with it.  I wish I could take that class every week too.  Unfortunately, my schedule only allows for one a week.  So, I will keep picking up an extra class here and there when I can.

So, that catches ya’ll up on where I am as of now.  I am proud of myself I kept it under 950 words! LOL

 

Ballet Class…À la Seconde…

So Monday night was my second ballet class…and it was…

less like…

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but felt more like…

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The second class was just wonderful!  My body is remembering more and breaking from it’s shell of ballet dormancy.  I arrived early again to spend about 15 minutes in the back studio warming up and I definitely could tell it made a difference for me.  It was really cold that night and I knew I had to get my ankles and back good and warm for class.  I even sported leg warmers to the studio to keep the ankles warm on the way.  I very, very 1986. LOL

Pretty much, only I had navy blue sweatpants and grey legwarmers!

Pretty much, only I had navy blue sweatpants and grey legwarmers!

In class, I felt my turnout working better and standing straighter and working to keep square.  My turns had more ease but I was still dropping my shoulder.  I was remembering the combinations better, but I still need to be bookended by other two dancers in my class to keep me on track at times!

Center was the most fun for me even though I worked my tail off at the barre.  We had a lovely stretch and then got to combinations.  The first one was a brain twister but loved its’ slow and measured movements.  Then she moved us to the side and we went down the room in something more fast paced…piqué turn, piqué turn, balancé, balancé, piqué turn, piqué turn, sauté, balancé, sauté, balancé, pas de chat, step, sous sous and then we would do this gorgeous walk in a half circle and be ready to go on the other side.  OK, do you know how long it has been that I have wanted to report on my combinations from ballet class like everyone else? Ha!  Now I have.  It was a simple combination but I just loved the flowing movement and I felt like flying.  I was a complete dork and imagined I was dancing on the Bolshoi stage and just let go.  It was freedom.

After class it was so nice to chat with the other ladies in the class and they really inspire me.  The younger girl works her tail off in college, holds down a job, and she manages to fit in ballet class.  She is a really pretty dancer.  The other lady I can tell really enjoys ballet and tries so hard and she has some very pretty extensions.  They invited me to sign the birthday card for our teacher which she had this past Friday.  I thought that was so nice.  I really like our little group.

Now I have to wait until next Monday for another class…WAH!  I can tell I am going to have to find a way to work in a second class during the week…I am really getting back the ballet bug!

I wasn’t as sore the next day as I was last week, so that means I am either recovering better or need to work harder. 🙂  I vote both.

OK well, I am now back to counting down until my next class on Monday…who woulda thunk that Mondays are now my favorite day and can’t wait for it to get here!

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First Class Story…

I am going to preface, this is a long post. I wanted to remember everything so I apologize if I ramble or go on and on and on…and well you see…

As promised, I said I would write a better post about my first ballet class. I was WAY tired and just couldn’t do much more than I did so here are more of the details!

As, many of you know this wasn’t my first ballet class ever, I took about 10 years of classes when I was younger, and then a few years ago I took some classes at the same studio I just returned to Monday night.

The whole day was just magical for me. I had a great day at work and then I got home and I was like a little kid so excited I could barely stay still. My husband and son had a good time seeing me buzz around the house with excitement. I could hardly wait to start getting ready so I did my hair first and put it in a nice ballet bun. Then I got dressed and put my new Prima Soft tights and leo on. The tights were awesome, great quality and very comfortable  The waist band didn’t dig or pinch. Definitely going to buy some more of those  I almost could not believe I was finally wearing my ballet clothes! My studio doesn’t have a formal uniform policy for adults but most of the adults do wear traditional ballet clothing. Plus, wearing traditional ballet clothes for ballet class is what I am used to. I needed the freedom of movement and I refused to feel ashamed of my body.

I decided I needed to leave about 45 mins before class started because I was not 100% sure what to expect with parking (the studio is downtown) and I did NOT want to be late. Plus, I wanted some warm up time before class for my back and wonky left ankle (thanks to my hard-headedness in not getting better care for a sprained ankle 3 years ago).

So I get there and open the door and there is this daunting staircase ascending heavenward before me. “Yay!  Built in warm up!” I said jokingly to myself. As I ascend the steps, it’s like I am walking back into the world which I walked out of so many years ago, and it was like it hadn’t changed. The heaviness of the air. The smell of the studio: sweat, well worn wood, and lycra. It was glorious.

I am there about 30 mins before class starts and the level 5 dancers have just finished class and some are rehearsing a piece, which I assume is for the spring showcase. They were very good dancers and I enjoyed seeing them practice.  I chatted with a few of the mothers in the lobby and I mostly didn’t know what to do with myself. I didn’t want to go in the back changing room since many of the girls from the class were chatting and so forth. So I stayed in the main lobby. I didn’t want to be the awkward new person invading. The back studio was open so I went in there and did some plies, easy stretches, and warmed my ankles up. I noticed not a lot of people were coming into the studio and I started to get nervous that something changed with the schedule or I was having a total out of body experience and I showed up on the wrong day. Then a young girl in what looked like her early 20’s came up and was having a quick bite to eat. I thought she could have been waiting for someone from the level 5 class or she could be in the adults class? Thankfully she was in the adults class.

When it came time for class to start there were three of us: me, the younger girl, and a lady older than me.  So I was right in the middle! From talking with them they are the regulars and that the class will be small. It was good having just three of us because we got lots of attention from Ms. Dorothy. She is a spitfire of a teacher and I loved it! I noticed from the level 5 girls when they left there was great respect and admiration for her. I also remember when I took classes there before she was a strict teacher but very positive. I do well in those environments. Plus that is what my previous ballet instructors were like. Because of that, I knew her studio was the one I wanted to return to in coming back to ballet.

Now when it came time for class to start and I took hold of the barre, the world just melted away and all I had was that studio. Like a veil had lowered shielding me from everything but myself, the floor, and the barre. I almost could not believe I was finally standing there. Tears welled and I wanted to pinch myself. I did not think or worry about anything outside of that rectangular room. It was as if my muscles and bones remembered what to do and took over and my brain went poof. Really. Because I couldn’t remember a combination to save my life. I was very grateful I was between the two other dancers to follow along. I never had trouble with that before but I sure did that night! Ms. D didn’t do a basic beginners class, that is on Thursday nights, remarkably I was able to keep up. Words and movements came back. Ms. Dorothy remarked that I had excellent training before, thank you Anna-Marie Holmes and Deena Laska! The other lady in the class remarked the same as well. I felt my face turn even redder than it already was from the ronde de jambes! I received corrections and positive remarks, especially on my third pass of pique turns across the floor. Yah, I gotta get better at spotting, talk about d-i-z-z-y. In that pass it was like my balance came back and they were much easier and I got a big “good!” from Ms. Dorothy. I learned I lean forward in my plies and to use my plié more in other movements. It was awesome! I really came away from the class that I learned something and improved. I really expected to have a harder time in the class but it was challenging without being out of my league. So I call that just right.

I only had one incident with my back. I did an attitude arabesque with the left leg and it did not like that one bit. I had to lower my leg immediately and for a moment I thought that was it. Done For. End of Story. Call It a Night. Amazingly, my back rebounded and didn’t bother me at all for the rest of the class.  I have trouble standing and doing the dishes and because of that I thought I would get pretty bad discomfort dancing but that wasn’t the case. Give me some tendu’s and battements and my back was quiet as a mouse. In reality, I feel like the class was good for my back. It has actually felt better since Monday! I was gracious with my left ankle and didn’t push it like the right foot to really work my relevé and pointing. When we did some jumps in center I really went easy and didn’t push it. I was tired by the end of class and could have easily tweaked something so I worked against myself by not pushing it too much on the first night. I was scared to injure myself and then not be able to return again. By the time I got home my left ankle was a little sore and tight feeling accompanied by some swelling. I got it elevated and iced it and took some pain relievers that also helped with swelling. I think the icing and elevation was key. The next morning it was only slightly swollen and did not hurt at all. I really felt like I had a good range of motion too. As a precaution, I wore my really good and sturdy ankle brace for the next two days and avoided wearing my cute wedge heels to work that I love. Like my back, my ankles feel better and I feel like there is more strength and mobility in them too.

You may also be wondering how sore I was the next day. Ms. Dorothy was so cute and told me to please not hate her the next day. I was sore but not as bad as I thought I’d be. It was mostly in my hips and legs which is a good thing. I loved knowing I worked those muscles well but not over the top. I think they were happy to be back in a ballet class too!  I know my heart and soul were too.

I can not WAIT for my next class on Monday. I really hope at some point I can add in another class during the week but at this point I think one is just right to get me started. I have also been better about my eating habits again and working my way back into that. At times when I saw my reflection in the  mirror I was shocked to see what I saw. I just wanted to refuse to allow myself to accept that that is what I look like. I don’t look into my full length mirror at home too much and I guess you could say I avoid mirrors that show more than the shoulders up. So I haven’t developed a mental image of my bigger self. Weirdly, I still think of myself when I was 130 lbs 10 years ago. Talk about denial! So looking at myself in tights, leo, and a chiffon skirt is a little jarring in the studio but I really don’t want to develop negative thoughts as I think that will be self sabotaging. I have what I have and gotta work with it. Beating myself up is not going to work and will just add more hills to the journey. OK, I may make a joke or two to get a laugh outta myself. Like when I saw myself in the studio mirror for the first time and I immediately thought, “You look like a marshmallow stuffed into a sausage casing.” and then mentally guffawed. I wasn’t really being mean to myself, just making light of it and it also allowed me to have a moment to laugh and hold off the angry village of nasty mental  comments ready to charge in with their pitchforks. So I concentrated on looking for what I could do well in the mirror like my port de bras and presence. Instead of accentuating the negative I wanted to exemplify the positive.

So, that was my first class. I hope you made it this far in reading and for that I commend you dear reader. Thank you for coming along with me! I loved my first class and I felt like I returned home and ready for many more!

Ballet Class Was…

FREAKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!

My muscles feel like..

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But my spirit feels like…

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I will write more on the class soon…for now…need to get into a hot shower and soothe this tired, achy, and happy body. 🙂

I’m Packing It Up…

I’m packing it up…

…to go to ballet class…

Polka Dottie is ready to go!

Polka Dottie is ready to go!

Guess who is starting ballet classes on Monday?  Oh yeah….ME!

It feels SO good knowing this ballet bag finally has a destination. 🙂

It also feels awesome to press publish on this post that I have been wanting to write for nearly a year now!

Ballet Boo-Yah!

So, the universe is telling me ballet classes are in my near future…

1. There was gorgeous ballet dancing at the opening ceremonies of the Olympics with not just one but two superstars of Russian ballet, who I adore, Svetlana Zahkaraova and Diana Vishneva.

2. Also, I found these pretty legwarmers at my local Dollar General for $2.50…yeah baby….Ballet Boo-Yah!  They even have nice turn out…

Ballet Boo-Yah!

 

So, all this MUST mean the universe is funneling me towards starting ballet classes, right?  Right.