The past 9 days have seen a whole new frontier start to open up before me!
Nine days ago I agreed to be a demonstration partner to a visiting West Coast Swing instructor who decided to take me under his wing as he was impressed with my enthusiasm and interest in progressing.
Since then, myself and the girl who presented me the opportunity to be the demo partner have been selected as the right people to form the new committee which will take over the monthly dances that are one of the few outlets of West Coast Swing here in my fair city.
My mind has been racing with the possibilities and how we can build on the monthly dances, how we can bring in new dancers and expand the group of people who like to do this.
As well, my boss invited me to pay out some overtime which gave me just enough to book and prepay a hotel room for 2 nights so that I could go to the Toronto Open Swing Hustle Championships which my dance mentor recommended.
And now--I'm considering attending the Michigan Classic which is an even higher caliber of event at the end of May.!
Further still, are upcoming dances within an hour's drive out of the city with excellent instructors!
I've also found a new dance that I probably won't be able to learn in this city, but it's exciting to look at and revived my interest in Latin dancing (I kinda gave up on Salsa mostly for financial reasons last September). The dance is Zouk if anyone is interested.
With all these exceptional opportunities and commitment to a whole community of recreational dancers and a commitment to myself to reach a new level of skill, I do NOT want to arrive at either of these championship events feeling self conscious of my body.
The latin dances, and even West Coast Swing look much better when you're willing and able to execute body rolls and stick your booty and hips far out to accentuate the music and styling. For me, I need to feel that confidence again.
And so--I decided.
It's interesting but all these past few weeks of the new year when I was logging my food and learning to do new things with my body (ie: hoop dancing), I thought I *had* decided.
This feels different.
This feels like, "EFF THIS--I'm DOIN' IT because I'm EXCITED for what I'll be able to do when I feel PROUD of these curves and the small waist and by then my skills will have reached the level that I CAN join in the reindeer games!"
We have a jar of M&M's at work. I stood next to them and walked by them multiple times today in the course of doing my job. I was smiling inside because I was thinking, "man I can't wait to dance in Toronto and wear snug fitting dance tops!" : D
