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I found a dance studio and they are currently offering walk-ins for adult ballet classes. So I decided to try a few classes out this week. My first class was last night, and it was not only an amazing workout (my poor calves are still screaming at me, “WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE SUCH ABUSE!”), but a trip down memory lane. It’s funny how there are somethings that never change no matter how many years you are away. Like the way the barre makes that creaking sound when it gives and flexes as you stretch. Or the sound slippered feet make on the floor, all moving in unison. Or that feeling of exhilaration when you do grand battement en cloche.