If this were a real relationship; It woulda died a long time ago. I’m not a talented dancer; I’m actually more of a visual artist and a writer. However, I spend 10-12 hours a day working on visual stuff at the job I am paid to do, and well, writing is just another introverted, sitting down activity. I guess I gravitate to dance because its physical and extroverted, the opposite of my work life.
For a few years now, dance has been my new weird obsession. It all started when I took a ballet class (for the first time in over 10 years), and got that runner’s high after the class – and then I was addicted. Most days I suck, but every now and then I have a really good moment, and that keeps me going.
When I first started I thought about it, and came to the conclusion that ballet, while my favourite type of dance, is too difficult to pursue for fun. So I tried a number of dance genres; bellydance, tango, salsa, flamenco, swing, jazz, modern, samba. It was fun, but also flakey. It was like I was dating a bunch of different dance genres and studios. About a couple years ago, I realized that the most progress is made when you commit to a style and a studio. And so I did. I take ballet and flamenco once a week each. Flamenco can be really interesting and rewarding, but today in class my teacher was asking us to be expressive and I wanted to hide in the formality of ballet. Ballet kicks my ass all the time, but it really is my favourite and the idiom I feel most comfortable in. Perhaps I should’ve gone all in when I started, but now I also feel equally committed to flamenco.
So has progress been made? Yes, and that’s a blessing in disguise, as I get better the classes get harder and more gruelling.
Lately I’ve been thinking about yoga. I find yoga boring compared to dance, but I do really enjoy it. And its not so harsh and unforgiving. When I have more time I’d like to incorporate a weekly yoga class.
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