I love ballet!

Posted by laura on Apr 03 2008 | Uncategorized

I started taking ballet classes at 36, because one day last year, I looked in the mirror and realized that if I didn’t get on the stick, my dancing career would be Out The Window. Fortunately, this amazing dance studio in my town offers beginner level dance classes to adults, so I was in luck. The classes are brilliant – invigorating and challenging for both body and mind, and I truly love them.

Today took that love to a whole ‘notha level when my classmate, Blanca (everyone should have a classmate named Blanca), told me that I have beautiful feet.

My family can kindly stop snickering. She told me that they were graceful and beautiful. I might ask her for it in writing, as it must be the first time I’ve ever been told that. Ever. Don’t get me wrong – I can’t complain since my feet work perfectly. (Probably because they’re so enormous that they’re quite stable.) But I still remember trying on boots as a teenager and asking if the store had the next size up. One of the members of my family, who shall remain nameless, asked incredulously, “Do they make them any larger?” Ha ha.

Well, I just lovelovelovelovelove ballet. And now I’m going to dance my beautiful feet off to bed. 

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3 Responses to “I love ballet!”

  1. Mama

    Those feet were beautiful from the first September morning that they appeared. I cannot believe that you were never told how lovely they were and are. And look how beautifully they have danced since you were very small. I think I like Blanca very much–she is a very perceptive person.

    04 Apr 2008 at 8:09 am

  2. Joe

    Form follows function, Laura, form follows function. Even when it comes to feet. The foot is a well designed machine. :)

    And despite having no recollection of that shoe store incident (although I’d say there’s about a 98% chance it was me), I just have two things to say 1) pretty ironic, not to say nervy, considering you wore a pair of my boots quite comfortably and 2) um…yeah, sorry ’bout that.

    04 Apr 2008 at 9:06 am

  3. laura

    My poor family – much maligned for comedic effect. But I think the fact that I did wear my brother’s boots (and still wear my father’s old ice skates) quite comfortably does indeed say it all.
    However, thanks to ballet, these dogs of mine are not just big anymore – they’re articulated and expressive! It’s doing wonders for their self esteem.
    I did love those boots, though, Joe…

    04 Apr 2008 at 9:29 am

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