Working Without a Net


There’s this girl in my adult ballet class.  And she is GORGEOUS to watch.  Every movement she makes is graceful, and meaningful, and beautiful.  Her extension is for miles.  It is impossible not to watch her.

But here’s the best part . . . she’s actually nice.  In my first few classes, the instructor put me next to her at the barre and in her group for across the floor combos.  She makes sure I am following.  When I have a dumb question, she answers it and makes me feel less silly.  And when I have no idea what I’m doing (you know, like always), it helps to just copy her and hope for the best.

Gorgeous Ballet Girl is my net.  I’m out here swinging along on my trapeze, terrified to let go and fly.  But, I can still do it, because the net’s there to catch me if (haha, when) I fall.

It’s pleasantly reassuring.

Fast forward to last Thursday.  Class was in a different studio, and there were a few new people.  I picked a spot on the barre, the music started, and plié, plié, plié ensued.  It took me about 45 seconds to realize Gorgeous Ballet Girl was on the other side of the room.  I was about to work without my net.

And it wasn’t so bad!  I got a little behind (i.e. completely lost) here and there, but I lived through it.  And I actually used the mirror.

So here’s to progress.  And flying without the net.


One thought on “Working Without a Net

  1. Thank you for dropping by my blog! I think for those aspiring to professional dance, riding may not mix. But I’m very old, and only doing ballet and riding just for “fun”. I had enough of more serious “fun” during my figure skating years — and that was just recreationally. and not even at as high a level as others my age. Glad to see someone else out here both rides and dances!

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