"Graceful" is not a word I would use to describe my dancing technique. "Erratic", yes but never has it been "graceful," no matter how hard I try. Learning ballet was something I only dreamt of as a young girl. But instead of leaping through the air in airy dance studios, I was stuck with brothers whose whose imaginations were fuelled by the terribly awful Mortal Combat movies. I guess it's no wonder why I approached Paola's Body Barre's Boxerina class with apprehension, fear