Well-heeled, well-balanced

I’ve read several blog postings this week and thought, yes, my sentiments exactly. Things I could have written myself about myself.  I’ve answered many, but some of my comments seem to have got lost, not in the moment, but in the process. Perhaps they’ll turn up one day.

Reading Mari‘s “So that’s what it feels like”, I could really identify with what she’s describing. When I get it right, get the up up and the down down, then it feels wonderful.  When it collapses, I feel uncomfortable and disconnected, like a puppet whose strings have just been dropped, and struggle to recapture it. For me, it also seems to be influenced by whether my partner is smaller than me. I find it more difficult to keep my posture with someone smaller as I find them harder to relate to physically.

I’m working hard to improve my posture without becoming tense, hold the embrace without squeezing or hanging, get everything right without thinking. Phew, a tall order, but if others can do it, then so can I. I know I’m sometimes too hard on myself and can easily let myself be intimidated, but then I try to remember the times when I’m told I dance well, am a good follower and inspire others.  As for the heels, I’d put mine away a few months ago and only got them back out last week. I was amazed at how much more comfortable I was in them and my partner said he noticed a difference, too. I still can’t wear them for hours on end and it does seem to depend on the type of floor I’m dancing on, but it gets better each time.  When admiring a teacher’s beautiful shoes a while back and moaning that I didn’t feel very elegant in my low-heeled training shoes, she told me that dance shoes are just tools and you should use the best tools for the job. I guess we all need to give ourselves time to develop at our own pace (she said making a mental note to take her own advice).

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One Comment on “Well-heeled, well-balanced”

  1. jantango Says:

    As for the heels . . . I gradually worked my way up to four-inch heels. Now, anything lower seems strange. It takes time to strengthen the feet and leg muscles, but it can be done. A daily workout of releves at the ballet barre helps me. The hard floors in Buenos Aires present a challenge. I can’t dance every tanda nor do I care to. I’d rather save my feet for my favorite orchestras and partners. All I need to do is get from my table to the edge of the dance floor. My partner supports me through the dance. My feeling is the higher the heel, the easier it is to dance since my weight is forward. Dancers need comfortable shoes.


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