I’m getting ready to go back to ballet class. It’s interesting that it’s more than just trying to figure out where I put my shoes and my water bottle, I’m nervous! I haven’t been nervous about ballet class in a while. I’ve gotten nervous about trying classes in new places but I haven’t had the queezy tummy nerves about my own ballet class in a long time! I’ve been away a while now and I’m concerned that I will have forgotten everything, I’m concerned that I’ve managed to get so out of shape that I’ll be winded before I even get past the warmup, I’m concerned about trying to wiggle into a leotard after a couple of months with little to no exercise!!! I might actually skip the leotard for a bit. Tip: NEVER weight yourself on a Sunday night after a weekend of pasta, turkey burgers, and yummy desserts. Just don’t.
I realize that there is not a miracle waiting to happen, my first classes back I am pretty much guaranteed to be sucky. Majorly sucky, truth be told. Horrifically, possibly massively and comically sucky. I’m okay about it, I guess. I get to go back to class. And with a lot of work and focus, maybe I can move past the major sucky and get back to my regular level of suck. That would be good.
I’m also little nervous about my injury. It’s sort of a permanent deal so I don’t want to make it worse. I realize that I have to learn how to work with it and that means having to actually work with it – as in, go to class and see what happens. And that takes an amount of faith – faith and wisdom – which I hope I have enough of so that I can make good decisions about what I can and can’t do and how to best manage myself as I go back to dancing. In the end, putting my body back into class is the easy thing – the real challenge will be getting my head back into it.
So to make myself feel better and put my head in the right place, here are some thoughts – maybe they will help you too.
Continuous effort – not strength or intelligence – is the key to unlocking our potential.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
Life is no straight and easy corridor along
which we travel free and unhampered
but a maze of passages,
through which we seek out a way,
lost and confused, now and again
checked in a blind alley.
But always, if we have faith,
a door will open for us,
not perhaps one that we ourselves
would have ever thought of,
but one that will ultimately
prove good for us.
Now let’s dance. All will be well.