The Day Third Position Fucked Me Up.

Third position. It’s like the nowhere land of feet positions in ballet. Well, for me at least.

I’m sure for those who learn in third position as a transition before moving on to fifth, it makes sense. But when you’ve only really learnt anything in first, second, fourth and fifth, trying to do what you would do in fifth, in third instead is a different story.

I’ve only been doing port de bras and first position stuff for about a week now, due to my back slipping out. Then yesterday I eased into second and did a little there and all was good.

Today is the second day my back has felt better, so I wanted to throw a little bit of third position into the mix, trying to ease my hips back into a crossed over pulling sensation again to avoid shocking my lower back.

Anyway, this attempt at replacing all my fifths with thirds was just hilarious. I had no idea how to only close to third. It just felt so damn wrong. Also felt like a duck with my toes hanging round so far out.

By the end I was like: “What the fuck is third position anyway?” “Is this some kind of special ballet torture?”

Third position totally nailed me.

Anyway, moving on from that confusion, I’m currently testing riding an exercise bike after my ballet to help build muscles a different way and get a decent cardio workout going.

I’m loving this at the moment because my biggest peeve is when I’m down on ballet due to whatever, I can feel my fitness slipping away from me. But with riding the bike, it’s an easy-enough way to maintain some (if not all) of that fitness regardless of what else is happening.

I also have a spectacular view of distant rolling hills to quander over while I ride.

Some pics to make this post less boring:

First, that crazy third position…


I couldn’t resist a little fifth. My body needed the normal!


And staying true to my never ending pursuit of the correct coupe in releve…


Happy weekending…

xxx Bush