Had a (ballet-related) conversation with Boyfriend this morning…
“Ok, so you know how there’s so much importance on how long you’ve been doing ballet for? But it’s so arbitrary – I mean, what if you’ve been doing it for ten years but you only take class one a week (rare, I know, but bear with me…) versus someone who has been doing it for two years but goes five times a week? Assuming the classes are the same length wouldn’t they have both been taking class for the same amount of time? Has the other person really been doing it for longer? Or have they both been doing it for the same amount of time?” In case you couldn’t tell, I am pretty intimidated by people who’ve been doing ballet forever.
“It would appear so…” he answered, almost absentmindedly, and I wasn’t expecting more of a reply. So then he surprised me with: “But what if it’s not just about the time spent in class?”
“Think about it. You go to class and you come home and think about what you guys did and you practice it over in your mind. If you’ve only been doing it for a year then you’ve only been doing that for one year -”
“- and they’ve been doing that for that many years, most likely,” I finished, satisfied with our logic. Leave it to ballet, to make everything, even simple math, harder. “Not only that, when you’re younger time just seems to last longer, like experiencially, you know? Like when you’re 5, a year will be a fifth of your life, and when you’re 10 it’s a tenth and so on. So I’ve been doing it for a much smaller fraction of my life as well. Good thing it’s not a race ’cause there’s just no way I’ll ever catch up, it’s mathematically impossible!”
“Yes, Kit.” LOL, something I love to hear…
Believe it or not, it feels good to have that sort of resolved. Will do absolutely nothing to fix my feelings of being intimidated, but it feels good to understand why. It helps me keep it in perspective, I am doing just fine for my small fraction. It is not that there’s something wrong with me.
In other news, Boyfriend and I went by my favorite thrift store (the one I found a leotard at last October) and I found this cute ballerina picture frame. I showed it to Boyfriend and he was like “You gotta get it and we’ll take pictures of you doing ballet and put them there.”
Awwww. He’s being really supportive about the my latest ballet-related struggles.
So we got it. Have yet to take the pictures, but I did so a series of pique turns in celebration at the store. So fun, definitely still enjoying ballet and dancing, just need to learn to not be so hard on myself during class.