I decided not to take an extra class this morning, then remembered after the fact that I don’t have class tomorrow either (it’s Independence Day, and LF is out of town). So I’ve got two days off in a row this week, which is nice in its own way.

My brain already has one foot in next week, though I keep pulling it back when I realize that’s what’s happening.

Today, CM of the Beasties of Spring Collection posted our video to our facebook group. I, of course, proceeded to watch it 6,000,000 times.

It’s interesting, because in one manner of speaking it really wasn’t that long ago, and in another it almost feels like a different time at this point.

Anyway, I still manage to notice what I did well[1], what I could have done better[2], and what I did badly[3].

1. The partnering: basically, more or less everything that involves partnering is really rather nice.
2. The one turn in second, which sort of became this jeté rond en tournant thing; the moment between that and the Apollo jump, during which I inexplicably let my arms just kind of hang there not doing anything.
3. Letting my turnout go here and there, mostly during the very last sequence, which I’d learned a couple of days before the performance; also, looking like a bit of a tool during the running bits.

QV:

This jump, aka my Grand Entrance, which was just … eh. The still image doesn’t convey the fact that I was both behind and doing the wrong step entirely.

This partnery bit, which doesn’t translate as well to still photography as one might hope, but is still pretty cool.

This Apollo jump, in which I’m lower than I should be and looking at the ground (and failing to turn my shoulders) because I’m scared out of my wits that my slippery landing foot is going to cause a major catastrophe as soon as I come down.

The best moments, though, really are rather nice:

This lovely saute cascade, for example, even though my working leg isn’t as turned-out as it could be This was before the Great Shoe Incident.

This bit of lovely synchronicity.

And this bit, although it does read a little bit as the prelude to the biggest catfight in the history of ballet.

The oddest thing is looking at it and realizing that I’ve made quite a bit of progress since March, which seems at once like really not all that long ago and OMG so freaking long ago.

Basically, the way I carry my upper body and arms is really quite different now, among other things. I also try to do a lot less of letting one of my arms subtly flappity-flap.

It will be interesting to see how things come together at next week’s intensive.

Let’s also hope that I’m better at keeping my shoes on.