I'm really beginning to appreciate the power of rest. My band director in high school (yes, I was a band nerd) always emphasized that the rests are just as important as the notes. Silence adds nuance to sound.
Now, not dancing adds nuance to dancing. I MUST take a few days off a week. Really, 3 hours of practice per week is the max. Especially now that we're inverting (ahhhh!). My shoulders, back, forearms, etc. just can't take any more than that. I get tired, I get injured, and then I get frustrated. Muscles need time to recover in order to come back stronger.
I think rest is going to be the key to learning moves at the pace I was accustomed to. I was perhaps overzealous in my practicing after the home pole installation, and set myself back rather than moved myself forward.
Inverting is a trip. It looked so strange and so scary, but after the first try, it feels like the most natural thing in the world. We rehearsed leg positions on the ground, then took our first shots over a mat. I am not a fan of the mat. It's too squishy to stay balanced on, and I definitely can't wear 6-inch stilettos on it. I was brave enough to try at home over the weekend - under BF's watchful eye in case there were complications. Even with the slicker stainless pole, I can ace it. SO FUN.
I am still having trouble admitting that I pole dance, which is a tad depressing. Now I am more concerned that it's TMI , rather than tarnishing my reputation. Do co-workers really want to picture me shakin' it? Never can tell...
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