Thursday, September 9, 2010
Dance Log 2
I was the only girl in the class wearing a bra. For a split second, I was a little embarrassed and inwardly scowled at my Italian heritage. ("Why couldn't I be blessed with an "Almost A" cup like everyone else?) Then, as I did some further investigating, I saw that there were a few swans who maybe should have been wearing one. I concluded that I would much rather be supported than not. Then one girl came into the studio late wearing a hot pink sports bra, so I had a friend.
The end. Moving on.
Today's class was a little harder than I would have liked. Remember in Dance Log 1 when I said each day I felt like I was slowly getting better? Yeah. Can I take that back?
"one of these dancers is different than the other". I felt so sorry for the poor soul who she was talking about, and then, to my great disappointment, found it to be me. I fixed my position, and she smiled and continued the class. Embarrassing much?
And I'm going to do it while wearing a bra.
Thanks for the support friends, and have a lovely Thursday.