People who have met me sometime in the past 7 years or so often do not know about something that was once a big part of my life.
I used to be a ballerina.
I'm not talking a few classes when I was a kid. My parents put me in ballet and tap classes when I was 4. I didn't stop taking them until I was 19. There were 7 years of jazz and 8 years of pointe added in there as well. By the time I was in high school, I was in the most advanced classes at my academy and spent several hours every Saturday dancing and preparing for the big recital in June.
I really loved it. It was a part of me. Ultimately, I quit because I was ready to full engage in college and the many activities it included. I took a ballet class to fulfill one of my PE credit requirements in school, but I was bored with the basic barre work. I always felt like the only way for me to really keep dancing would have been to become a dance teacher myself. I certainly don't think I was exceptional enough to make dancing a career.
Last night, I watched the sequel to Center Stage called Center Stage: Turn It Up. It wasn't as good as the first, but I still enjoyed every minute. I'm not going to lie, I have a soft spot for cheesy dance movies like these or the Step Up movies. I think it's because dancing is always going to be a part of me.
It's kind of the same reason why I love watching So You Think You Can Dance every single summer. I miss the dancing.
Sure, I might bust a move at a wedding reception on occasion, but it's not the same. Plus, I was always a ballerina. The moving and shaking of hip hop or more contemporary stuff was never quite my thing. I really enjoyed tapping, too, but how often do you run into someone busting out her tap shoes. (Note: I still have all my dancing shoes.)
I find myself missing ballet. There's no taking the ballerina out of me. I still walk around with my hips turned out. I still naturally stand in first position. Balance moves in yoga class come naturally most of the time. And I feel like I could easily pick ballet back up.
After watching the movie, I couldn't resist pulling out a couple of recital tapes from my high school days. I wasn't flawless by any means, but I definitely look like a ballerina.
I'm tempted to find a ballet class to use as some cross training. I was in really good shape in my dancing days, so I can't imagine that a little ballet work wouldn't help supplement my training.
We shall see.