Say What?

Here is the report on my dance drama. This is what happens when your life outside of dance is unbearably stressful and the negative voices have a field day.

My lessons have been a mixture of Teach trying to talk me into doing Fall Classic (the comp) and working on my standing leg. I told him that Fall Classic was not happening at this point and we continued to work. I really wish I could put it all together. While working on legs, my frame gets wimpy, etc. So here I am working my butt off and Teach stops me and assumes the “I have something important to say” stance. He tells me, ” You’re dancing at only 50%. I can’t teach you unless you make mistakes. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. You have everything there- footwork, musicality, rhythm, arm styling, but I need more so I can teach you.” Hmmmmmm. It sounds all right. Good even. I left feeling ok after our chat. I’m good! Yay! A few hours later I was thinking, “Wait a minute, Is he FIRING me?!” The pep talk wasn’t sounding so good anymore.

I got home and things just got more confusing. Hubs asked me why Fall Classic wasn’t on the calendar. I told him that if I had a choice between a vacation with my family and Fall Classic that I would rather go away with him. He just blasé told me he couldn’t get off so I should just do the comp. Well, Ok. By this point I’m livid at Teach (50%! FIFTY PERCENT!!) and completely torn about Fall Classic.

A few days later I called the studio and talked to Manager Lady. She detailed everything out for me and even though my dance world had shattered into a million little pieces by this point, I will be doing my first comp in November. I’ll save the happy dance for when I’ve talked with Teach about how my dancing, life, career, and body image all feel at an all time low. If he’s going to tell me I’m only giving him 50%, he’d better be prepared for the aftershocks.

Hopefully this was readable. During my few weeks of cooling down, I’ve really enjoyed reading about everyone and their dance adventures.



I’ve been taking lessons at both studios since Showcase and it’s a bit confusing. My brain can’t keep up with all the new information and I feel my dancing is taking a nosedive as a result.

Mr. R at Studio #1 had me sweating like a pig. He was trying to cement the press line into my body. My body was rebelling. Typical. It was quite frustrating. The swiveling action, the press line, all the crossovers… Too much. He even took video. I barely think I can dance at all. Show me my giant a$$ and horrid feet in slow motion and I just want to run screaming in the other direction. I think I ended the lesson doing my Rumba and Cha-Cha half the crappy way I was doing it and half the corrected way. In other words, all screwed up. I’m going to have to clarify a LOT this week.

At Studio #2 I had a childish hissy fit when my daughter started learning Samba. So I took a lesson in Samba, too. Now they’ve got me. Later I took another lesson in International Rumba. These lessons were not technique, just steps. Still. I’ve basically added three dances over the last month. Bolero, Samba, and International Rumba. I want to learn it all, but my brain is beginning to misfire.

One thing I did enjoy was learning arms early on. At Studio #2, I was taught arm styling right away after I had gotten a feel for the footwork of the routine. I think this is beneficial so that I don’t cement poor arms into my dancing right off the bat. My initial dances still have poor arms because we never work on them. They always take second to technique. I understand to a point, but arms are an important part of expression. Thoughts?

In conclusion: Why am I so afraid of Crossovers? Anyone else have a move that just confounds them? What do you think of arms? Early teaching or later when technique has been better cemented into muscle memory?