Level 2 recital last night. I have been better. The last few weeks I just haven't felt the same drive while in class. My pole at home is lots of fun, but I have practiced to the point of injuries. Now I just feel "low and slow," as my grandmother would say. Just don't feel like rocking out.
This is difficult for me, and hopefully will turn around in the near future. I am so competitive that while I absolutely ADORE watching my classmates get stronger and better, I still want that edge. I don't have it. Boo hoo.
Maybe this has something to do with the fact that I now seem to be successful at work. For a while there, I was so depressed and down-trodden. Dancing was my outlet. My source of joy and confidence. My release. Maybe I don't need it as much now?
Maybe I am over-thinking this and just need a break long enough for my muscles to heal? Yeah...let's go with that.
If I can put in the time and effort (not to mention $$$), I think I would really like to be an instructor. My favorite activities thus far were teaching American Colonial history at the American Village and training orientation counselors at Auburn. I love turning people on to what excites me. Just puts a big ol' smile on my face. Watching my classmates dance does the same thing.
Just have to get my mojo back first...
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