This has been a journey for me in my professional career, and a lesson brought home to me in my dance class last night. It appears I have come a long way since I was 12. :)
It was an adult jazz class. It started off well. Warm up, tick. Isolations and body rolls, tick. Stretching and limbering, tick. Then, on to the performance part of the class – the routine. We learn it section by section. Section one goes well. The moves are easy, funky, and I’m loving it. Section two, the pace picks up but I keep up. I’m connected to the music and my body. I am at one with the routine. And then, slowly but surely it begins to go downhill from there. Section three and four are not beyond my technical ability but the pace increases and I fall behind. I can’t remember the steps, I start to miss bits, then I become confused. I’m officially lost.