My lower body has been in a constant state of achiness this past week but I don’t know if it’s from hip hop or kickboxing or ballet or what. Somewhere somehow, something kicked my ass and I don’t even know who. All I know is I’ve never been this sore for so long in my life. Not even when I go to my group fitness conventions and I take one GF class after another back-to-back all day long.
Speaking of getting an ass-kicking, I went to my very first beginner/intermediate combo class last night. Different studio but the same teacher (Lady Cheerleader from Beginner Class on Tuesday nights). Why did I go? Because I’m going to miss class tonight and I had to get my fix.
For the first time in a loooooong time, I felt completely inadequate and clumsy in a dance class. Surprised the hell out of me, let me tell you. My arms were doing something weird and I couldn’t think about turnout and posture and anything else because I was too busy thinking about the combinations. It’s been a long time since I wasn’t the teacher or the best dancer in class and I was definitely humbled by the experience. Fortunately, Lady Cheerleader was very encouraging and didn’t embarrass me as much as I thought I deserved to be. :-0 But even though it totally kicked my ass, I’m determined to come back next week and the week after that and the week after that until I’m able to keep up with the rest of the students. When I teach kickboxing and I see new faces, I always make a point to say hi to them at the end of class and impart a bit of wisdom, which goes a little something like this: “Know how to make it a little easier? Keep going to class!” Who knew my little words of advice would come to bite me?
Am I scared shitless? Well, not shitless, but scared enough. I need to practice. And review. What’s the difference again between a sissonne fermeé and an assemblé?
