Tuesday evening's class was the opposite of the huge one a couple of Saturdays ago, with only nine students. The instructor wasn't even sure if we'd have a pianist, but we did.
The word of the day, or month, seems to be fouetté. They're showing up in barre, in turns, and in jumps. I wonder if the instructors have periodic meetings in which they agree on something everyone will work on. I enjoy the jump version, but the turns are frustrating. I'm no longer risking life and limb in my attempts, but I'm still falling out of many of them.
I guess this is how one learns.
The word of the day, or month, seems to be fouetté. They're showing up in barre, in turns, and in jumps. I wonder if the instructors have periodic meetings in which they agree on something everyone will work on. I enjoy the jump version, but the turns are frustrating. I'm no longer risking life and limb in my attempts, but I'm still falling out of many of them.
I guess this is how one learns.
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