I thought it might be fun to share with you how I got into ballet. It’s actually a rather funny story…

I ask almost everyone I interview that question and most of them have a much more glamourous response than I do. The truth is…

I was enrolled in a gymnastics class and it was “recital time”. I was supposed to do a running cartwheel on the mat, but when I looked up and saw my family and all the people there–I decided I was going to do it without using my hands. Thought I’d impress everyone.

The problem?

I was five years old, and I had never done one before.

I’m sure you can guess what happened next…I ran, went flying into the air and landed badly. When I could get to my feet, I held my left arm up and saw that I had snapped both bones clean through.

That was the end of gymnastics class.

My Mom decided that she would enroll me in ballet instead. And that is how I got my start. Quite by accident.

Literally!