I guess you could say that I’ve moved from blah to completely petrified about this competition. I guess that the Blah that I was feeling was really denial. Yikes. No good because now I have a lot of feelings regarding this comp. Too many feelings – none of them good.
I’ve had three lessons of preparation rounds and a coaching. They went OK. The coaching was with one of the ladies at the studio. She worked with some of the parts of the non-routines that could use some smoother arm styling. I’m calling them non-routines because they never stay the same. I’m really just going to follow the best I can on Friday and leave it at that.
Teach gave me a good plan of attack for Friday. Each dance he has 2-4 things he wants me to focus on. The first run-through is to get the nerves out. Then I work on one thing at a time until I’m doing them all and running full speed for the bulk of them. It sounds logical. Let’s hope the logic wins out Friday.
Thank you D_Wall for the packing list. I’ll modify it for my gender naturally, but it was a good start.
My feelings on the subject are not pleasant. I’m afraid. Very afraid. Everyone is so proud. Everyone is so excited. Everyone thinks I can do it. What if I can’t? What if I don’t? What if I’m a big disappointment? I already cried my way home from lesson on Monday because of how scared I am. I’ve never competed at anything before. It’s not bringing out my best right now.
On a lighter note (depending on your sense of humor): I removed the floats off my dress because I’ve been having nightmares about strangling on them. Last night I dreamed it got caught in a tree and I got eaten by a T-Rex. My husband told me that he didn’t think that dinosaurs would come back from extinction in time for Friday, so he didn’t think that fear was necessary. But I’m not taking chances. Roar.