No, I have not completely abandoned this blog. Аs I discovered, it does me a lot of good to keep writing. I re-read the entries from time to time. Down the road, it is important to remind oneself of certain things.
Meanwhile, I've progressively become gluttonous about my tango. At the beginning of the last week, I felt rather tired. I didn't have a chance to say goodbye to my ex-partner on Monday, as we planned. I guess he got swamped preparing for his trip. I skipped my Tuesday classes. I felt too exhausted. Wednesday class and practica were light. I did not go anywhere on Friday. Oh, wait. On Friday, I went salsa dancing! It was nice, but nowhere as exciting as tango is.
On Thursday, I finally made it to that new milonga I 'd only been once before. It was very small and cozy. Barely a dozen of couples at any given moment. Exactly what I wanted. I had many great tandas that night.
One was with a very promising beginner. Comfortable embrace, simple steps, musicality. He knows how to slow down already. What not to like. I shall dance with him again.
Another memorable one I had was with a leader who is also a wonderful follower and a teacher. Too bad I couldn't have had more than one set with her. She would have continued with me, probably, but a milonga set started, and she decided she'd rather not do a milonga. I hope I will have another chance.
I was lucky to dance one tanda with "my tango life savior". I like the guy more and more. I only wish I could get more time with him. That would allow us to establish better connection. I feel that I could do so much better, and he would enjoy it so much more.
That leader from the remote neck of the woods was there, too. After the heavenly debut, we had a completely disastrous follow-up a week after. Now, it was an OK tanda. Not hell nor heaven, just OK. I'll take that. I prefer it that way, actually.
And last but not least, I got a wonderful time with one of the local maestros, whom I had in a good mood, and all for my own self for several tandas in a row at the almost empty establishment. Cela, c'est le pied!
What can I say? I really like the place, and they can count on me to be back for more at the first occasion.
The Saturday I was at my Lucky Saturday place, and had a great time despite the heat, and the not so huge number of dances I got. The first one was with another very promising beginner whom I seriously contemplate as my next practice partner now. I think I should go ahead and set a practice time with him. Especially as my ex-partner is on an overseas trip, and my current partner is nowhere to be found. There is no such a thing as too much practice (or partners).
Guess what? Next day it felt like I didn't have enough tango in! So I went to yet another milonga on Sunday. To a place I practically never show up at. And it was a good decision. For example, as a result, I finally saw (and reconnected with) a guy I hadn't seen since the previous month's all-nighter. I am not even sure why I like him. He is by no means a fine leader yet. Nonetheless, I feel very comfortable with him for some reason. I hope his dancing will improve soon. For ones, I so wish he could stop bouncing, and would slow down a bit sometimes.
I danced again with one of my favorites, a very advanced leader who still makes me feel intimidated a little bit. He is one of those for whom I want to become a much, much better follower, to enjoy the subtleties of the dance more. I just enjoy following him, and every time I am with him, I think about how great being a follower in tango is. It makes me feel happy.
"More" seems to be the key word of the present. I want to go out to milongas more. I am in the mood for practicing. I am about to get a new pair of shoes. A private lesson is scheduled tomorrow. I am looking forward to it. I plan to attend at least one workshop by the end of the month. I need to secure a partner for it, though. I want to improve my dancing significantly.
And among all that, I ought to stay calm and leveled. I shall not think much about what I don't have, or cannot get just yet (or ever). I have to see what I can do now, and simply do it. And not get too gluttonous, watch for those burnouts.
New steps, new partners, new venues, new shoes, more fun for my feet. J'en ai plain.
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