Two weeks without dancing + classes resuming + rehearsals = OUCH!
This past week was my first time dancing after a two week break. It was quite eventful, and quite painful.
- Classes started back up again in our new facility. Since the studio moved, some of my classes got changed, so I'm at the studio longer and later than I'm used to.
- We finally have a contemporary class. It's pretty freaking awesome. I didn't have any expectations for the teacher at all. She seemed way too much the classical ballerina type to teach something like that, but luckily, that assumption was oh so wrong. I can't wait till next week.
- The aforementioned teacher also subbed for our modern class (which is usually very strict, and sometimes that horrible combination of hard but boring Horton). We all loved it, and then in turn started to feel bad that we liked it so much only because it was so much like our class we had last year with the teacher that we adored who moved away. So modern will probably feel dreadful this upcoming week in comparison.
- Marley is very slick when new. That is all.
- My pointe shoes went from "Broken In, Sort Of" to "Virtually Dead, YIPEE!" in 2 classes or less. I expect them to last for maybe part of next week,
- Right when I need it (see #5), I realize that I'm not sure where my Jet Glue is.
- Once again today, I failed to convince our director that I really need to learn this solo I'm supposed to be performing in 3 weeks if I'm actually going to be performing it in 3 weeks. Since there is no understudy and no one has learned the part, I assume that I am still performing it in three weeks, yet I have not even heard the music yet.
- My knees are bruised, I'm sore all over, it's probably time to go to bed and then get used to my new schedule (which does not yet include my tap class that I've been taking since July that I still consider "new" or any rehearsals for that studio.). Yikes.
Stay on your toes,
Selly
Selly
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