Why I dance … the short answer is, because I can. The longer answer is because 18 months ago I couldn’t ~ I didn’t have enough energy to walk 50m, let alone dance. I’d been in and out of hospital, had a blood transfusion and finally had an operation that left a not-really-very-disposable internal organ in a bowl.
Some people criticise me for never sitting down at socials, I don’t apologise for that. I literally care not-a-jot.
I dance now for all the times I couldn’t dance in the past and for the times I may not be able to in the future. I dance because it brings me joy. I dance because I lose myself and all the stresses of my life. Dancing was my focus and motivation on the long road to recovery. I push myself, because it may be taken away in an instance.
Dancing is joyful, it is when and although my nerves sometimes cripple me in competitions, I will keep going and strive to achieve. Because that also makes me happy.
Today I competed in my first dance competition, ballroom at that, not Latin, which is what I’ve been focussing on more over the very short two years I’ve been dancing.
My dance teacher has put me straight in at Silver Medal level despite having not done that medal test, nor indeed Continue reading My First Ballroom Competition
I’m so excited to be back in the Ballroom and more specifically at the Rivoli ballroom social again. I missed February as my friends were getting married – don’t get me wrong, that was most excellent, but it did leave a big-old-gap between Rivoli visits. However, that did also mean that I was as excited as a child at Christmas before this visit.
There were a good few of the regulars there thankfully – so I managed to spend nearly all of the 4+hrs dancing ~ sweaty fun!
I got my first pair of ballroom shoes before Christmas, but today is the first time I’ve been able to wear them because I’ve had problems with my feet ~ Morton’s Neuroma.
As a result my osteopath banned me from wearing heels for a month. One month turned into two, then three, then four. It’s only now, nearly five months on that I’m slowly working my way back into heels. But into Ballroom, rather than Latin shoes that I’ve been wearing since I started dancing two years ago, as I’m studying for Ballroom Latin Medal test… and potentially competing..! And for those, I definitely need to be in heels,not flat jazz shoes.
These little badgers are so bright and clean, they scream for attention across the dance floor. Several people today asked if they were new. Oh so very very shiny and new.