The Day Has Come

Finally, after three and a half months of lost weekends and more hours spent at the studio than at home, show time is here.

We have not gotten home before 10:30 p.m. this week due to dress rehearsals. And, at some point during studio dress rehearsals last weekend, I injured my left foot. Now every time I go en pointe there is a shooting pain in the side of my arch.

With our first performance in less than five hours as I write this, an ice pack and ibuprofen have stepped in as my caretakers. The injury may have been caused by my quick transition to no toe pads — normally the only things between you and your pointe shoes. I powered through all week without them, allowing myself to feel the floor and articulate the movements of my feet in the shoes. 

This year's rehearsal season seems to have flown by. Most of the dancers are concerned that it went too quickly. Was Abra more lenient this year? Or are our high school minds starting to realize how little time there is at our disposal?

Despite all doubts and fears, we are going to perform beyond our best abilities.

The performances will bring magic that will captivate audiences of all ages.

We are all performing because we love to dance, we live to dance and we want to share our passion with anyone who cares to be amazed.

At 2 p.m. on both Saturday and Sunday the Alameda Civic Ballet's dancers will be embracing and boogying down to the overture in the wings at Kofman Auditorium. We are all in this together, we can do this.

Enjoy the show!