…slip a pair of shoes under the tree for me, been an awful good girl 🙂
I’ve danced very little in the last 2 years of so. Probably less than 20 tandas altogether. I had to give it up “cold turkey” and the break lasted about a year and a half. So, practically, those less-than-20-tandas happened in the last 6 months.
The first tanda after the break was amazing. In every way – good and not so much. I felt like Bambi on ice, I realized just how mush I’ve missed the embrace, I remembered THAT feeling, but my brain was unrolling every tango lesson ever taken in my life (‘don’t push with your hand’, ‘stretch your leg’, ‘stay in your axes’, ‘push the floor’… it was chaos in there!). At the end of 4 dances I said to myself: ‘Ok, you either go learn some tango, or never set foot in a milonga again’. Then I danced 3 more tandas 🙂
I got home high with the adrenaline that tango always pumped in me. Couldn’t sleep and had this stupid smile on my face.
All in all, in these last 6 months I realized something important: tango is a cure. But only if you do it right.
When I was flimsy with my dance, when I wanted too much from it, from tango, when I pushed more than I should just to prove others something, then it hurt. Starting with my back and ending with my ego.
On the other hand, I had the best time when I gave it (and me) what it deserved. The right preparation, the proper posture along with the necessary relaxation, respect – for me, my dance partner and the music, the nice clothes and, of course, the comfy shoes. So, Tango baby, hurry down the chimney tonight with that new pair!
It’s a pretty large subject, I don’t intend to detail it now. But I am putting a ‘to be continued’ on it.
So, I wish you all not to just do it, but DO IT RIGHT! 😉