After a four-month hiatus, I am back in ballet classes again. Before my break, my teacher told me that they would "save a place at the barre for me" (I guess it's kind of like "Cheers" :-) ). Last week I showed up to class and picked up where I left off. I was a little rusty, but not as much as I had expected. Certain steps came naturally, others will require a little more practice. I've lost some of my flexibility, but I think I can regain it. We've started learning pirouettes, which gave me lot's of trouble the last time we tried to learn them, but I have a good feeling about them this time around. I can't do them correctly yet, but with a few more weeks of practice, I think I'll get there.
All in all, in felt good to slip on the old tights and slippers and dance with the ladies (and one man) again.