Saturday Class: Pretty Decent, All Things Considered
I did haul my butt out of bed on time this morning, and since I had everything ready to go (including instant coffee already in the Hydra flask and granola bars sitting next to it so even I couldn’t forget them), I made it out the door more or less on time with everything.
… Which is good, because the bus was early, and pulled away from my stop as I was rolling down to it.
So TIL (that’s Internets for “today I learned”) that I can still bang out a 27 MPH flat sprint while wearing a peacoat and only half-awake. I guess occasionally mania has its advantages o.O
Class itself was actually much better than I expected. Thanks to coffee and Adderall, I was generally able to remember the combinations and execute them, so most of my corrections were technical (our instructor didn’t have to shout, “Inside leg!” at me, for example) — particularly, launching my turns Up, à le Balanchine.
I also noticed, though it was not mentioned, that I decoupled from passé too soon once.
I mostly made it through the combinations, though for some reason I kept losing count on the final one (a glissady-thing that was quick and ziggy-zaggy). I think at that point I was more or less just kind of tired, mentally, though I didn’t feel it physically.
I do feel better, mentally. Ballet is good like that.
Now, off to four hours of Berg…
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