I have always loved ballet. The music. The lithe graceful bodies of the dancers
The soft pinks of the shoes, tights and tutus. It is all so ethereal.
When I put on my leotard, tights and those petal pink shoes to exercise with
the New York City Ballet dancers several times per week ~ I am transformed.
As I practice my plies, tendu and grand battement my mind is consumed by
the beauty and grace of the ballet. For about 50 minutes I am living the life
of a ballerina.
It's a wonderful workout too!
Often while on a street corner waiting for the light to change, I catch
myself practicing my turnout. A ballerina lives in my soul and always will.
Bentley does not understand my dedication to the NYC Ballet Workout.
He tries his best to distract me by tossing his toys in the air and
standing on my tummy when I do the abdominal workout. It's actually
Susan and Bentley