Tendu or not Tendu?

                                                       image from Texas Ballet Theater myspace.

       Yesterday evening, my day started spiraling downwards just before I got off of work. I wanted to go home, put my head under the covers over my and shut the world out. My thoughts were in a Tug of War with all the inspiration I found earlier and dealing with some work drama that was getting to me. "Go get a slice of Pizza, turn off your phone, get in the bed and dont go to class. There's always go next time." AND "Ok Kandice, you've been waiting and wanting to dance all day and now you want to go home all because of something that happened at work?".

       I am happy to say I did go to Class, 2 classes infact. The first one was "Ballet Orientale". This class covered turns, ballet positions, belly dance and strength work. I learned a new a tip:  When going into turn gasp to come up on to your toes then turn. It really worked! The teacher was so sweet too. She introduced herself to me and then introduced me to the class. I was doing a make up in her class because I had few classes that I missed and needed to make them up since this is the last week of the semester. I took the Orientale 2 technique class afterwards which was just as good. I plan to study with her in the future, meaning next week. I will  pray the money to register comes from somewhere. I'm glad I didn't give into the negative emotion I was feeling. Just had to give myself time for that moment to pass. I felt so good that even went home and made myself a lovely dinner!
Cheers, to not sweating the small stuff!

Bisous!