Today I went to my 4th Lyrical Jazz class.
I wouldn't say I didn't enjoy it nor would I say that I did enjoy it. It was as if I was going to the gym - it was just a workout for me.
I'm unsure why I couldn't feel the music I was dancing to. Maybe it was the song choice - maybe it was because we had a substitute teacher who had a different choreographic style - maybe I just wasn't in the mood to dance today.
I was consciously counting the steps - I managed to remember the chorerography but I felt that I didn't put any feeling into the dance routine as I did it. It was a much easier routine then usual with no floor work.
Our warm up exercises were very similar but our across the floor work was very different. Instead of diagonal across the floor work it was forward across the floor work and I was able to do this without much difficulty as there was less spinning (which I opt out of at the beginning of each class due to my balance problem.) I quite liked doing this across the floor work as these were the exercises I used to do at Jazz classes however I was terrible at not looking down at my feet and keeping my arms out straight and not moving them.
After class it started raining as I left and poured by the time I reached the Harbour Bridge. Everyone was running for cover. I was soaked and sort shelter under the nearest tree as there was nowhere else around to seek refuge.
It stopped raining and I continued my journey home but it took me hours to arrive home as there were no trains or bus replacement service between Circular Quay and Town Hall. I had to change trains at Central Station. At Town Hall Sation the bus did not arrive therefore I was waiting for a very long time for the bus to arrive to get me home.
I hope next Saturday's Lyrical Jazz class will be better.
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| A very wet Sydney Harbour from under the tree I sort refuge |
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