June 25th was my first day of class and it was great! I was anxious and excited all day in anticipation for my first class in almost two years. It was comforting to at least have an idea of what to expect since the first time I took ballet was at the same studio. I took BART to class. I always enjoy taking the train not only because driving in San Francisco is never good, but also because in a way it makes me feel like I'm living the full on ballet experience. I also like reading on the train which is something I always feel I should do more of. I started reading the unabridged version of Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, I've wanted to tackle that one for quite some time now.
I was a few minutes late to class because some wise person decided to jump on the tracks, so my train was delayed. It was no big deal though, I only missed the first few minutes where the instructor introduced himself. We went over posture and turnout extensively for the first class. I had figured the first class would be easy since I at least know more this time around. Well I was so wrong! Even though we only did very basic exercises my legs were shaking! I kept forgetting to breathe, not to mention pull up. I had forgotten how many little things you have to focus on when completing a simple movement in ballet... well technically I didn't forget, it was more so I had forgotten how difficult it was.
The class size was a lot bigger than my last class, there were maybe 40 people. I was happy to see so many people there, and so many within my age group.
What really made my day was when one of my instructors came over to say hi to me. She said, "It's good to have you back, I was sad when you left. You were doing so well." She even remembered my name. I was all smiles after that.
On my way home a random stranger smiled at me and said, "You're having a good day aren't you?" I didn't even realize I was still smiling when he said that. I don't know exactly what about ballet makes me so happy, I just know when I have my hands at the barre and the music starts I get an inexplicable feeling that stirs up in my chest that is a combination of happines, excitement, and focus all at once.
Oh yeah! I forgot to mention we had a live pianist which just made the whole experience that much better. I also saw two ladies who were in my original class 2 years ago. I wanted so badly to stay and see how advanced they were now but my schedule didn't allow it. Maybe next time I'll stay and watch.
If anyone reading this is thinking about trying ballet, please do it! I understand how intimidating it is as an adult or older teen, but you're limiting yourself if you don't at least try it. I never would have imagined that I could love something so much. Not to mention it does wonders for your legs and your mood.
