New shoes!It was really difficult and I am going to be super sore tomorrow, but it was wonderful.
I started dancing at the age of four, and studied ballet, tap, and gymnastics. By the time I was eleven, I had decided that ballet was the only class I needed.
I loved ballet, but once I started high school, I knew that I had to focus on either being a prima ballerina, or getting into a good college. And after my freshman year saw me in student council, track, and marching band (yes, I admit it), squeezing in those ballet lessons was just too difficult.
I do wish that I had stuck with it, just for the exercise and the way that it made me feel, but it just didn't seem feasible.
So today, thirteen years later, I put on that leotard and strapped on those shoes, and headed to the studio.
It was awesome. I found that I remember almost everything, and though we started at a pretty high level, I held my own. I was so proud of myself! My core already feels stronger, and my muscles seem longer.
Because apparently I can tell when my muscles elongate.
Okay, time to crawl into bed and pray that I can walk tomorrow!
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