|My precious LaDuca character taps|
I would be lying if I said that I had an immediate and happy reunion with my dancing self. I could not balance for the life of me, and my grands battements felt centimeters high. In those 90 minutes I battled to reclaim the dancer I knew was hiding. Eventually she returned and my sigh of relief was so great that it washed away all of the anxiety I felt about being gone for so long. Dance welcomed me back like an old friend. I feel like myself again.
My program at Broadway Dance Center doesn't start for another week, but I wanted to spend these precious days getting my feet wet so I can start strong. Now that my jitters have been vanquished, I am so excited to be dancing regularly again. There are so many exciting classes I plan on taking in the upcoming week, including a class from the legendary Randy Skinner and a Fosse master class, which is a dream come true for me. This is why I moved to New York! (It definitely wasn't for the bagels.)
|The dream, the purpose, the goal!|