Entry FeedLast night I realized why I never did ballet as a child - Ballet is for skinny people.
Really, it is.
Last night was my first adult beginner ballet class. I'd love to be able to tell you that there were men and women of all shapes and sizes, from 18 through 60, but there weren't. There were no men, and the women, though probably range in age from 20 - 45, were all skinny. Or at least very slim. GREAT! Some even wore the leotards and other "Fame" worthy outfits. Me, in my running pants with white T-shirt, just didn't look as cool. Add to that those HUGE mirrors all over the room, it was just not a flattering picture.
The good news? It is really much of a cardio workout (yet) so at least I didn't have to look at myself sweating and beet-red on top of everything else.
The best parts of the class were the amazing and entertaining instructor, and the LIVE accompaniment. Seriously, there was a guy sitting at a keyboard in the corner who played live music for us as we did our exercises. How cool is that? I want to hire him to follow me around.
The worst part (besides feeling like a dancing elephant) was that there was a tap class going on in the studio above us. Seriously! Here we are doing slow, gentle, pretty movements, and it sounds like one heck of a cavalry could fall through the ceiling at any moment.
At the end of the class, you bow to the pianist and to the instructor. They might just turn me into a prima ballerina after all.