Today in my ballet class we were doing grand battements (or in English, kicks). My teacher stressed that it didn't matter how high you went, just that your technique was perfect.
I thought, "Yeah, okay... I'll have the highest kicks."
And so I did the combination... A lot less perfectly than I thought I would..
Then thought, "Back in the day I would have killed this."
Not a second later I thought, "Oh no.. I have glory days."
It's official I am past my glory days and can use the phrase "In my glory days..." whenever I please.
While we're on the subject.. Here's a tribute to my glory days:






