So… seriously, center work always makes me nervous. The barre is really very comforting to me, plus I don’t have to look at myself dead on in the mirror. So I’m in class on Monday and we are doing a very simple combination and I get sweat in my eye and the next thing I know instead of glissading (is that a word?) I’m watching myself do some sort of bizarre bunny hop in the mirror with my one good eye. It was so funny, I made myself laugh and then it was downhill from there. I thought the bunny hop was hysterical but the flapping around after that was simply tragic! I kept going despite looking quite the fool and realized that one can completely relinquish all sense of decorum and dignity and still survive ballet class! We live, we learn, and as my ballet teacher says… it’s just ballet!