My First Day As A Ballerina.

Today’s Workout:
Find Any Or All Of Your Powerlifting Maxes.

Then:
Attack the skill, strength, and metcon boards. Pick a record and take it down…

If you have known me for any amount of time you might know that I am NOT a dancer, but I promised our friends over at Sino West that I would drop in for a class long ago and finally stepped up to the plate the other night. The experience was incredibly humbling. After being into the mobility WOD for some time I had started to feel pretty confident in certain aspects of my mobility. I was wrong. The first half of the class focused on basic ballet skills of which I have none. I couldn’t even move into the positions let alone do it with timing. We then finished with stretching. Let’s just say the foam roller is nothing compared to having a tiny girl stand on your thighs trying to force you into the splits as you lay on your back with your legs up on the wall. I would never have considered trying ballet without a little coaxing, but as awkward as I felt it was awesome. It is always good to get outside your comfort zone. In my limited experience I have found that personal growth and discomfort are directly proportional. If nothing else the class inspired me to redouble my efforts in gaining more mobility and reminded me that I am not a unique and beautiful snowflake.

If I can take a ballet class. You can do The 2012 Open. You never know what you might gain by getting a little uncomfortable.