Making Room for the Spectacular
Thursday, March 07, 2013
I could tell you about my aches and pains (ooh, me knees), about the amount of sweat the poured off me in Body Step and Body Attack (buckets), or about the ups and downs of the past few days of exercise classes - kettlebells for instance was completely disrupted by two women who talked and moaned and held everyone up. Not beginners either - they've gone for a while, but one was in a bad mood and it quickly infected everyone.... Er, but I won't. It's a bit dull really.
In fact I'd rather change tack; talk about my day - assuming you don't mind. My day proved to be stupendous. I went to the ballet, for the first time, and was absolutely blown away by the creativity and ambition of Matthew Bourne's Sleeping Beauty. My jaw dropped within the first few minutes and remained dropped through the entire performance.
I could barely believe it! I've never really been one for dance (perhaps because I have all the grace of an gassy elephant) but this production opened my eyes to what an expressive and powerful medium ballet can be. I watched the dancers bodies so closely that at times I felt quite the voyeur. During zumba I try and produce some semblance of form; mostly I fling myself about and pray the ungainly movements burn extra calories.
The guys on stage were ... incredible; they had such poise and control, and yes, I guess that's what ballet is all about, but I never really appreciated all the strength and finesse the dancers muscles and joints require; previously it all seemed a bit, well, fussy. I was wrong: to watch Aurora and her chap dance was to watch beauty itself become anthropomorphised. A compelling, anatomical beauty, and one that I appreciated all the more because it is so far beyond me, but yet so inspiring.
Don't get me wrong. I don't want to be a prima ballerina (good job too, because at 31 I think I'm a bit old for it), but I wouldn't say no to having more coordination and control. My balance has certainly improved since I started exercising regularly, and increased confidence means I'm less likely to flap about when stressed. But if it were possible to be able to move my body in such a lithe fashion... yeah, I'd like that.
Incidentally, I only went to the show on a whim; trying to do some new things, shake myself up - accompany the health and fitness stuff with more personal and creative development. It's certainly galvanised me! So if you're reading this and feeling in a rut or down on yourself; go out, try something new and see where it leads.
Now, I wonder where I could get hold of an elasticated tutu?