Saturday Class: Beats Me
Neither Denis nor I slept much last night — maybe a few hours, maybe less.
Consequently, I felt like a disaster in class today, though my fellow students said I danced well. Huh.
My legs weighed a ton (you decide whether metric or imperial; either is too much) and I couldn’t get the beats working, for the most part.
Of course, I could barely retain simple combinations, so I wasted a lot of clock cycles wondering if I was even doing anything that resembled what I was supposed to be doing. I am sure that I launched at least one turn the wrong way. Feh.
Beyond that, though, class was okay. I have to remind myself that, a year ago, there is no way I could have worked développés to 90+ degrees from fondu on this little sleep. I definitely couldn’t sustain extensions as well.
So I tell myself, Next week will be better.
Which it almost certainly will.
Especially if I can get some sleep.
There’s not a single combination that I really remember well enough to record — the adagio was nice; the combination for turns began with balancés, and I felt that mine were sloppy. Some of the turns were nice, though, including a kind of surprise double. Really a 2.25, because it was supposed to be a 1.25. Like, I seriously thought to myself, “Is this where I’m supposed to point when I’m done?” while continuing around through another spot.
Sometimes thinking in ballet makes interesting things happen. Mostly not, though, so I still don’t recommend it.
So that was Saturday class. Tomorrow we’re playing bells and then going to see
Our The Lady of the Camélias.
On Thursday, we’re going to see the Nutcracker, which they’re either streaming live again or re-broadcasting. Either is fine with me.
Sometime between now and then, B and I will be doing the audition video. I definitely need to get some sleep before that happens!
So that’s all for now.
À bientôt, mes amis.