It is Wednesday, 7pm, we start class with plies. As I have done in all my classes for a few months now, on average two to three times a week. I am not concentrating too much, am still thinking about my life-changing decision that has been haunting me for weeks.
After the first round, my teacher stops the music and I think: “What is going on now?” She comes to me, saying: “No, no”, bending my thighs and pelvis. “If you go down for plie, you don’t move your pelvis, you only move your knees. Extend your knees. Use your inner thigh muscles.” I do some more plies, she holds on to my pelvis, I am trying hard not to move anything but my knees, but I don’t fully understand what she is talking about.
I do some more until she finally says: “Yes, that’s it. From the knees, not from the tailbone.” I do feel a different muscle working, but I am still not sure how to hold my body to do them perfectly, so I am glad when she continues with the class.
During class, whenever I have time, I do some plies and try to feel what she told me. To be honest, I am not thoroughly in the know yet. The teacher has another class right after ours, so there is no time to ask her, but I will ask my Friday teacher tomorrow.
After all, I now feel that I know why my thighs seemed to be getting bulkier with ballet: I just did my plies wrong…