Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Strutting and kisses

Apparently, I strut. I strut around instead of walking. Apparently. I blame my boots, to be honest but if I strut...
Do I walk around school like that? I don't remember doing that... 

If so, it's because:

Tuesday, 13 August 2013


Somewhere for me to just put my feelings out into the void.


But I feel like there's nothing I can do to change it. I try and try but it doesn't work. 

I try and tell myself...
 But I just can't seem to. 
 But it doesn't seem to be working. I guess I'll just have to keep waiting for a madman who's able to convince me that I'm alright. 

Thursday, 8 August 2013

A subject to be continued

Fairly quickly I wanted to talk about ballet bodies before going to sleep.

I don't have a ballet body. I know that. I used to hate myself for it because there was nothing I could do to change it and my boyfriend's little sister, who also did ballet, had the perfect ballet body. She was slender with no curves, short but with long legs. I, on the other hand, have wider hips, thighs that are too big, I'm too muscly, my face is a rounder shape and I have short hair. All known to not be right for ballet. I eventually accepted the fact that the only part about me that was right for ballet were my long legs. However because they are so long, it makes it difficult to hold them up all the time. I will continue with this subject, probably tomorrow, but just to let you know even though it sounds mean with me saying it, you can't change your body. As much as you want to. Unless you want surgery... But I highly suggest you don't get surgery. All I'm saying is, if you're body isn't perfect, work on your technique instead of worrying about it. Be better than the perfectly bodied girls. While I shouldn't be encouraging competitiveness, I know you're going to be competitive anyway. So may as well worry about the important things and get ahead rather than let them get you down.

Dessus and dehors,
Caroline

Injuries and pawpaw

The first ballet related thing I've decided to complain about is pain. But not good pain or the kind of pain you might get from an injury or stretching. I mean our old enemy blisters. Some may consider complaining about blisters a weakness, but to be honest, they hurt. They're painful, just like any other injury. And please don't tell me I've never experienced proper injury pain, I've broken a toe (which unfortunately means I'll never be able to bend it again), fractured my ankle, fractured my elbow (yep, that was a pretty admirable feat) and the most recent injury was a torn hamstring. Which, according to a delightful AFL player on the Giants team, is one of the worst injuries you can get in sport. I have to agree with him. My torn hamstring didn't affect my everyday life much but when it came to dancing, I couldn't do a thing. It's been 8 weeks since I tore it and while it still pains me, I've decided to start stretching again to regain my flexibility. Before the tear I could do the splits easily, now I'm at the most 20 centimetres away from the ground. I'm also having difficulty with putting my head on my knees when stretching, something I used to be pro at. I seem to have rambled on a bit with this post but I needed to get it out. Back to blisters. They cause pain and I truly hope my trusty Pawpaw Ointment will sort them out. 
Dessus et dehors,
Caroline.

P.S. I do love small ballet classes, when the teacher can concentrate a bit more on all the students. Today I received some good feedback on my grand batement. Yes! One of my favourite barre exercises.

Wednesday, 7 August 2013