Thursday, July 14, 2011

two, three, fooouuuurrr...


Ryan has a book called "The Rock Warrior's Way." There should be one called "The Dance Warrior's Way." I'd buy.

For some reason I have not yet been able to grasp the basic concept of the rumba. I get the count, I watch others -both on video and live- and I see how they are transferring their weight, I know the timing...but as of yet, the execution has escaped me.

I try to apply rock warrior principles during the lesson. A thought will come into my head "I hate the rumba." Immediately I strike the negative thought from my mind. "You do not hate the rumba," I tell myself, "You are learning the rumba, and learning takes time and practice."

...No wonder I'm not getting it...with all this self-dialog going on when I'm supposed to be paying attention to Michael Paul.

Hopefully replacing all of these negative, self-defeating thoughts with positive ones I'll come a little closer to putting what I know into my feet.

On a happy note, we did more paso doble today and I enjoyed it. I also had fun with our samba on Monday.
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Unfortunately I have some sad news to share. I got a very upsetting phone call today from my cousin. Her boyfriend died suddenly last night. This was unexpected. She was traveling and is flying home tonight to be with family, both ours and his. We love you, Jen, and we're so sorry for your loss, come home safe.

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