The coaching lessons were interesting. This guy was more physical than other instructors which makes sense considering we were working on posture. So there was a lot of him moving my arms and pushing parts of me to make sure my hips were where they needed to be. I did feel like a mannequin for most of the lesson but they kept telling me how great my posture looked so I’ll go with it. Going to be hard to duplicate because it didn’t feel that much different to me and that makes it hard for me to know when I’m doing it right.
A part of me started to wonder why they’ve waited until now to start pouring on the posture stuff. In other words, why push for me to go to Northstar if they knew my posture needed so much work. However, I answered my own question knowing that I really wasn’t ready to hear this kind of stuff until now. Which might be the initial reason behind the push to get me to do one of these events – knowing I’d be willing to try new things because of the fear of the unknown.
The other instructor at the studio was giving me a little pep talk yesterday talking about all the other studios that will have students there. He means well, but he is clueless at times. These other studios are places I see maybe twice a year at other showcases and I’m not exactly the “meet and greet” type so I really don’t know anybody at these other places so knowing they are coming is no comfort. I will have to avoid looking like the kid on his first day of school clinging to my instructor because I know she’ll want to get around to see all of her friends. I’ve said before that the social part of this is as terrifying to me as the dancing. I’ve enjoyed other showcases but they are smaller and I’ve got a core of people I know and can hang with. Here, I don’t but I’m sure there will be lots to watch so I can at least do that.
He also asked if I was excited. The reality is that I’m not. I’m probably still in vacation mode but I’m not particularly nervous either. I’ve accepted that I’m not going to be as ready as I think I need to be and I fully expect to be in way over my head. So, all I can do is just follow the heat sheet and dance when I’m supposed to and see what happens. I’m sure it will hit me later. Since it is still July, I can mentally tell myself there is time even though there are only 15 days left until we leave.