I have a confession to make, that's much like the confession Jocee made on her blog.
I wish I was a dancer, but I'm not I just "get along".
For those of you who do not know about dance, let me enlighten you:
Most dancers(at least those at my studio, a highly competitive studio in California) start at the ages of 2-8. They take dance at least ten hours a week. (Dance is extremely time consuming. I have friends that take at least 20 hours a week). Dance is like their life. Most of them are in several performing groups along with "small groups", duos, trios, and solos. Dance is also costly. There's classes(most classes are around $48 an hour, with private classes being upwards of $100 an hour), shoes, costumes(The performing group costumes can be up to $300 per costume), and travel. It's like their own little world inside the dance studio.
Most of them take all kinds of dance, with ballet and tap being the basics, and jazz, contemporary, lyrical, modern, acro, and pointe as well.
I started dance when I was 13. This is a secret which I used to be really ashamed of. I mean, who starts dance when they're 13? I'd never heard of it, although on the internet I have realized they do exist. I took a summer workshop and I fell in love.
I used to always go to the observation windows and watch the classes where people younger than I was did all sorts of stuff I thought impossible(My favorites-foutte and alasecondes, leg holds and leg hold turns. At the time I didn't know what they were called).
And I wished I could be them, more than anything else.
And in my classes, I was struggling to do really simple things like splits and chaine turns. I took beginner classes where I was almost always the oldest in the class by a space of several years.(One mom even asked if I was helping teach the class.)
And I always angsted, watching videos on youtube and watching all the better dancers and feeling hopeless. And in my classes I was struggling to do the most basic of things.
I had a couple friends at the studio who were really good. They were shocked to find out I danced, but I always avoided them because I didn't want them to see how bad I was. I ended up taking a technique class with them, and I think now they know but they don't say anything about it to me. XD And I would sort of mumble to people when they asked how long I'd been dancing or how good I was. I used to say "I don't know how long I've been dancing" when in fact I did know, I counted up the months every time I even thought about dance, and I could probably give them an accurate measurement down to the very hour.
I was almost always feeling down after every class. The teachers weren't helping, I wasn't getting any better, and there was this six year old in my acro class who laughed hysterically at me after I failed at stuff.
I think I started getting better when I switched classes. It's amazing what new classes and new teachers will do to you. My newish ballet teacher actually corrected stuff I did instead of just giving up on me. I improved my pirouttes muchly and did doubles several times!(They were mostly by accident). My acro teacher, who is also one of the main Performing Group teachers, took time to talk with me and encourage me, and pushed me like she pushed all of her students. And I practiced and stretched every day. At first it was absolutely awful because I couldn't do half a pique turn without losing my balance and I kept getting dizzy. I videotaped myself to see what I needed to work on and I looked so bad it was terrible. I improved and got my right and left splits(well, if I stretched them out for a couple minutes). And I even got a legit video of me doing a halfway decent piroutte(I was wearing the slipperiest socks I could find).
Fast forward to now. I can do double pirouettes every couple weeks (I must warm them up with half pirouettes first), and my teacher even complimented my chaine turns. My LEFT ones. :). The little giggling six year old is in my ballet class and we are friends. (she pushes me over when I do my pirouettes and I chase her). It is fun to be in the same classes as younger kids because they are so adorable and giggly.
And when the ballet teacher asked how long we'd been dancing, I was honest and said how long, and this other beginner(not quite as old as me) said "I don't know how long I've been dancing" and I was like yeah right.
Right now I take three classes a week, which isn't enough to catch up to the rest of them. I could catch up if I went nonstop, but I don't have that kind of time. I used to greatly exaggerate my danceablity on here, but not anymore. I can do those acro tricks I posted about, though(on a mat).
I know eventually I'll get there. Hopefully I'll get to be on pointe at some period in my life. I know I won't stop dancing, because I like it a lot. I still would love to be the other girls at my studio, but I know it won't happen. :(
If you're an older beginner, it can be horribly discouraging. Here is my advice for you: 1.) Find some other older beginner pals and 2.) Stretch everyday.
This post was extremely rambly and random. Sorry.