Compared to many other activities, starting ballet as an adult, especially past 35, is kind of a funny thing. It’s almost like breaking into holy territory - that is usually reserved for 9-year-old-on-pointe prodigies, flawless professionals, and the somewhat mature ex-dancers who still look like perfection (killing it in your casual drop-in class).

So first of all - I applaud you and all of us, for breaking into that territory! It takes guts, perseverance, and a certain amount of devoted self-tolerance.