The waltz step is hard.
Beginners often struggle with it, and I am no exception. Oh, I get the step. I know what I’m supposed to be doing. I get the rhythm. I know where my feet are supposed to go, where my arms will end up, and the corners and directions I should be travelling towards. But actually DOING it is another story.
Actually, that’s not quite true. I can do it. I have done it. But I know it’s not pretty. It’s not graceful, or fluid, or any of the lovely things the waltz step is when I watch the other girls in class perform it. Either my feet get sloppy, or I add and extra step, or my arms never quite match my legs. It’s just hard.
Until it’s not.
I feel like ballet is always this way. Something is difficult, impossible – until it’s not. Until one day you can just do it.
Last night, my waltzes to the right just clicked. It all worked. And I felt graceful, light, and lovely. The left wasn’t as great, but the whole class was worth it for that One Perfect Waltz.
On a side note, I have not abandoned Sunday Splits! I took this week’s pictures, but my phone and tablet are clearly in a fight and they refuse to cooperate to upload photos. Once they are reconciled, I will post!