THE FIRST BALLET CLASS

I'm sure you have been dying to hear about how my first ballet class went. Well I'm sorry to report that it went rather well. I did how ever look like Snuffalupagus (from Sesame Street) in the dance studio. I was absolutely terrible at everything, but that's alright because everyone else sucked too. The teacher was all graceful and silently sliding across the floor to demonstrate various steps. Then the students try... thud thud thud. But it was fun, we all had a good laugh.
Boy did I feel old though when this woman who was in her late 50's was behind me and my joints were cracKing more than hers when we were trying to "plier". Hips, knees, ankles, toes. Ouch!
Then there was those ever so wonderful mirrors that cover the walls. We tried doing some fancy arm movements. My arms looked more like a couple of tire irons than "whisps of a willow tree". And have you guys seen that commercial with the family with huge hands? Thats what mine looked like. I think I was blocking other peoples view with my big bear claws.
Oh my goodness, and then trying to spin. Pfff! We had to take turns in smaller groups because we were to uncontrolled and the teacher thought we might hurt each other. I was so dizzy, it felt like that game where you spin around a baseball bat and then race.
I can't wait until next class!

P.S. boys are still weird.