This girl can, because I’m doing it like a girl.

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Image from Sport England’s This Girl Can campaign

 

If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you may have seen that after much procrastination, I sewed my pointe shoe ribbons in preparation for my first ballet and pointe classes for the year.  (Which, by the way, reminded me how much I dislike sewing.  I wonder if I can swing sewing on ribbons as my ‘sew a piece of clothing for myself’ goal …)

The classes weren’t too bad.  In fact, they were pretty good.  I enjoyed being back at the barre again, moving through the familiar movements.  My body didn’t complain too much.  While I looked at my feet in my unbroken-in pointe shoes with a certain level of despondency during the various rising up onto pointe exercises at the barre, the bourrée-ing at the end made me feel like I was floating on air.  I was “sweating like a pig and feeling like a fox”.

I love Sport England’s This Girl Can campaign, which was in response to its finding that 75% of women want to be active, but aren’t, because they fear being judged on how they look, especially in relation to their physical appearance and their skill at their chosen activity (or lack thereof).

I know, I know – it was launched last month and I’m late to the party.  I’ve been cogitating on the criticism the campaign attracted.  ‘Girl’ is patronising.  There is too much focus on sex and objectification of the female body.  There is not enough focus on other positive attributes of physical exercise, such as strengthening friendships, reducing stress and increasing physical and emotional strength.  Women should just get over themselves.  (‘Criticism’ is misleading –  in some cases, ‘poisonous vitriol’ is a better description.)

Focussing on the more constructive criticism, I can see where they are coming from.  It can rankle when women  are referred to as girls, while men are … men.  And sometimes it feels like you cannot move without being bombarded with images of goddess-like women being used in advertising with sexual overtones.

It is easy to tell women to push down their fears of judgement, buck up, get over themselves and (to quote Nike) just do it.  But it is not as simple as that. Being ‘girly’ is considered weak and frivolous: certainly not the attribute of a serious, respected adult.  To do things “like a girl” is an insult.  To be ‘boyish’ or do things ‘like a boy’ does not come near to having such strong negative connotations.

While took numerous dance classes all through my school years (building up a great deal of strength and athleticism), I also spent my school years trying to get out of compulsory sport, for the exact reason that prompted this campaign: I was worried I’d make a fool of myself.  I still make Boy Robin hand me things rather than casually toss them across the room to me, because I’m embarrassed of my catching skills (or lack thereof).

This campaign cannot be all things to all people.  There is never going to be a magic pill which will cause all women to wake up one morning, free of self doubt and ready to become athletic super stars in their own lunchbox.  However, This Girl Can goes a long way to address the issue of women’s lack of confidence when it comes to exercise.

The campaign encourages women to embrace their bodies, rather than be ashamed of them.  It reclaims the word ‘girl’ and makes it powerful.  It argues you do not have to resemble a supermodel to be fit and healthy. You do not have to be an elite athlete at the top of your field to be active.  There are ways you can fit exercise into your busy schedule and actually, you will feel good afterwards.  With image after image of women of all ages and shapes obviously enjoying themselves as they sweat, jiggle and kick balls, I cannot help but want to get up and join them, despite all my misgivings about playing sport.  That can only be a good thing.

I’ll leave you with another campaign with a similar premise: #Like a Girl, although this time aimed a young girls.  Again, it has been subject of a lot of media coverage, especially after being shown during the Superbowl.  It has also received a lot of criticism.  (Pro tip: don’t get sucked into the comments below the video.)  However, its core message holds true.  No campaign will change women’s body image overnight or satisfy all critics, but between This Girl Can and #Like a Girl, we are headed in the right direction.

Turning pointe.

My first memory of dancing: learning actions to Agadoo, before performing them on the local community hall stage, resplendent in taffeta frills.  By the time I finished pushing those pineapples, I was hooked.

Most of my school years was taken up with dance classes.  I was your typical bunhead.  I was never going to be a professional, but when I put on my pointe shoes and pirouetted across the room, I was an unstoppable force.

On moving out of home to the bright lights of university in the big city, I found it more difficult to get to (not to mention pay for) classes and my passion weakened as competing priorities took over.  Classes taken here and there reduced to a trickle, until one day I stopped going altogether.

More than 10 years later, my sister and I started taking classes and I was hooked again.  However, after a year of classes I still cannot help the shadow of dismay whenever I catch myself in the mirror.  My body no longer resembles my 17 year old bunhead self.  Far from the graceful sylph of my imagination, I see weak arms and legs at half mast.  Plus, I doubt a sylph would give such a red-faced grimace of concentration.

Part of my lack of progress is due to unrealistic expectations.  You cannot take a decade long break from almost daily classes and expect to pick up where you left off, especially when that picking up is only once a week.  However, after a year of easing back into it, I need (to paraphrase Daft Punk) to be at the barre harder, better, faster, stronger (for longer).

And so, this is the year of dedication, daily stretching … and pointe.

Last weekend, my sister and I each bought pointe shoes.  The lovely Lauren of Bounce Podiatry allayed my fears of being out of the game for too long and I was soon the proud owner of brand new Grishko Novas.  (By the way, if you are in Perth, I wholeheartedly recommend Lauren.  Not only is she the wonderful combination of knowledge that comes with being both a podiatrist and an adult ballet dancer, she is just plain lovely.)

I don’t expect that I will be dancing en pointe any time soon.  I expect a lot of strengthening exercises at the barre before even contemplating pirouetting across the room.  But just slipping on the satin and rising up en pointe gave me an inkling of being an unstoppable force again.

3 most important songs in my life.

Well, I’m not sure about “most important”.  How about just “important”?  Or “3 songs which embody 3 significant phases in my life and are therefore important to me”?  

1.  My first dance song.  Cheesy, I know.  Despite always running late, I know that Boy Robin will wait for me.  Plus, it was so much fun to dance to.

2.  The anthem of my exchange year.  Yet another cheesy song, but I cannot hear this song without my heart swelling.

3.  Finally, a song from my childhood.  Because it would seem that I cannot get away from the cheese.  Or the dancing.

Written as part of WordPress’ Writing 101: Building a Blogging Habit challenge.

Rita Hayworth jumps in the line.

A new element.

Sooo … I’m a little behind on the WordPress Zero to Hero project.  Somehow, we are already up to Day 7 and I’m still trying to catch up on Days 3, 4, 5 and 6.  (I added my “About” widget just to the right there as part of Day 2).   

I tried to start Day 3’s task (that is, writing a post that had been on my mind when I decided to start my blog) only to be sidelined by Paint.NET (and my lack of skill in using the same, which is probably why the idea had not materialised into a blog post before now).  Day 4’s task was to expand my blog reading list and Day 5’s task was to try out some new themes (both of which I might try in a tick).  Day 7 is to personalise my blog layout further, which I’ll try while trying out some new themes.  No promises of changes though – it took me long enough to settle on what it is now.

Day 6’s challenge was to publish a post that contains a new element, which in my case, is embedding a Youtube clip.  The title is quite apt, given I am completing these tasks out of order.


I love the vitality and pure joy in Rita Hayworth’s dancing.  It embodies how I feel when I dance (although I doubt I look as polished as Ms Hayworth).  Now to book those dance classes

WordPress has set a Zero to Hero 30-Day Blog Challenge, giving bloggers daily tasks – sometimes writing, sometimes reading, sometimes tinkering with WordPress.com – to take bloggers from “What’s this blog thing?” to a blog they are excited and proud to publish.  Find out more here.