Blogging about ballet, the experience and heart breaks, the sweat and tears. Also, life as a whole. Thoughts and statements. Trying to figure out what way to go, trying to help people see it from a dancers perspective.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Continuation.
So, yesterday I went to physical therapy. And it's funny, because not only does my therapist do physical therapy on me, he also does mental. Which is nice. I really enjoy going to physical therapy because he doesn't say "Can't" he doesn't "Try" he just listens, and puts his 2 cents in when I ask for it. Also, I danced last night…and it was an amazing feeling…even after just 2 days of sitting out, taking class again was just a refreshment, just another nudge to keep going. Barely anytime off and I missed it that much. I kept saying to myself "Ok this is my last combination, no turns, ok this is it. No jumps!" But of course I couldn't stop my heart from wanting to dance, do I did turn and I did jump. Because what is the point on putting a leash on a Lion or a Bear or something. Hah, same as what is the point of limiting how much I dance. So all in all yesterday was a good day, tonight we have our quarterly evaluations, and everyone is nervous, I don't know what for their really not that big of a deal. But we will see how this pans out, especially because there are only 4 of us who are in our second year in Acad. 2 which is the highest level. So much of our time is dedicated to dance. It's amazing that we have normal lives, and that we don't sleep and eat at the studios, though we do sleep eat and breathe dance.
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