Showing posts with label ballroom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ballroom. Show all posts

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Send me a Song

Part: Follow
Dances: Waltz, foxtrot, tango, quickstep, Viennese waltz, west coast swing, salsa, night club 2-step, cha-cha, rumba
New dance song: "Send me a Song" by Celtic Woman
Hovers successfully executed: 0

(Jeff has been teasing me that I must have a mental journal in which I keep track how many hovers we dance each session because I like them so much. Maybe I'll do that in my blog posts, just for fun.)

As Jeff mentioned, Friday was kind of a wind down day, but we still got some good dancing and a workout in all the same.

I am the worst at the chest and shoulders weight regime...sometimes I can't even keep up with the 1/2 rule. At least I hadn't killed myself just before by running on the cross-trainer for 45 minutes, so that helped my energy at least, and I had eaten quite a bit of fish that day too, so the calorie deficit wasn't really in play.

Practice was short, more slow foxtrot, some waltz, and tango. The reverse wave is really hard to do at the deathly slow speed, and I got confused about my timing when I went to dance the twist turn, since the "quick and quick" is about the speed of normal quicks and when everything is that slow nothing feels the same. Tango is better, I think, though I still cannot nail the reverse outside swivel in a balanced fashion. The songs we danced to were three favorites, so that made it more fun, including the new "Pirates IV" tango, as well as the one from "Shall we Dance?"

Quickstep felt pretty good going down the first long side, and I think that's as far as we got, but it was pretty smooth. I think we are more comfortable with the sequence and freak out less on the super fast tipsies, so it comes out smoother since we aren't as worried about not making it.

One thing that felt pretty funny yesterday was that, for some reason, perhaps because of the prior workout and the warm weather, Jeff and I were both really warm/overheated, and when we got into frame it felt like we had a heating pad sandwiched between us! {insert jokes about chemistry, hotness, sizzle etc.} That reminds me of how we were speculating the other day about how "hot ballroom" would work, as in dance around in a 105 degree room "hot yoga" style. I think I would die, plain and simple.

We wrapped up practice early to head to to Danceworks in Redmond for their Friday night dance party. I'd never been there, so it was fun to check out a new venue and meet new people. Everyone was very friendly and welcoming, and I danced a number of dances I don't normally do, such as salsa, West Coast swing, and even some international cha-cha, which I really haven't danced in forever these days even though I used to take Latin classes. I struggled with West Coast though, because though I have a pretty good sense of rhythm and timing and can catch on if the lead is using a consistent rhythmic footwork to dance with the music (I've never had lessons or officially learned West-coast), but each one of the leads I danced with did something different, and I think most were not in sync with the music either, so I could not figure out the pattern. In general at the places I regularly dance, all of the leads use some variation of the same rhythmic pattern and footwork in WC, but these guys were being very creative, and my standard training was not helping me. The floor was tiny, but they played some fun music that I don't normally hear at dance parties, including a waltz that I've always wanted to try dancing to ever since I heard the song for the first time. It was a bit fast for our waltz routine, and a bit slow for Viennese, but Jeff did a creative in-between sort of waltz and a good time was had by all...well, at least by me.

Today we're taking a break to enjoy the sunshine and put ourselves back together before we do it all over again. I'm planning to put some real time into my ball gown sewing project too, so if all goes well, hopefully I will have some photos of my progress to share at some point in the near future.



Saturday, May 28, 2011

And 5,6,7,8, slow...

"Why do you dance, Sarah?" my partner asked me once over a year ago, before we started dancing together when I was still just dipping my toes into this new and exciting way of life, as it has turned to to be for some of us.
I can truthfully say that for me dancing is about dancing, about the joy that two bodies moving as one in response to the rhythms, melodies, and harmonies of music can bring. No ulterior motives here truthfully, and though I think the dance world is fraught with them, that is all part of the path we navigate as dancers, whether it be on the social floor or in the competitive circuit.

About two months ago, Jeff and I made the decision to pursue our dance goals together. We were good friends already, have a couple of very successful and committed coaches, and the willingness and dedication to practice on a regular basis, besides the added bonus of both having a musical background, having been piano students for a number of years and approaching dance from that perspective. We also like to brag that we never fight and never will; you'll get to watch that played out here perhaps. Respectfully or teasingly, argue we do, we maintain, but never "fight." Our coaches and competitive dance friends roll their eyes...they think our day will come.

All of this has led to a basic routine of working out at the gym daily, mainly to get and stay in shape for dancing, and then practicing together for 1-2 hours most weekday evenings and social dancing on the weekends. In the ensuing weeks we found that our lessons and practice sessions have given rise to a number of ridiculous, interesting, awkward, and just plain fascinating situations and discoveries. We thought that this blog would be a fun way to share those experiences as well as chronicle our progress.

And in case anyone was wondering, we dance international style ballroom, a.k.a. international standard, comprised of waltz, tango, Viennese waltz, foxtrot, and quickstep. It does not include samba, merengue, or bachata, thank heaven! No, we do not perform shows (yet), no, we are not preparing for a wedding, and finally, yes, we have heard of Dancing with the Stars and no, we don't watch that show.

Ditto what Jeff said about the title. Dance is fascination; it's one of those things that draws you in and will not let you go...