Struggle and Stride (week 8)

Unfortunately this week I did not make it to tango club.  I was planning on it, but free food and an open bar at the BFA Senior Exit Show left me full and uncoordinated.  When I got home I danced with the imaginary milonguera that inhabits my kitchen, though this proved much less fun than an actual partner.  However, in class I did make some improvements.  There was the obvious improvement of adding to my repertoire of dance moves, but more importantly there was also an improvement in my comfort with the dance.  This comfort allowed me to listen to the music more intently, anticipate its changes, and dance accordingly.  This was a large improvement from last week where I was convinced that the feet attached to my body weren't actually mine... and I did not have the excuse of an open bar to ease my frustration.

There were also struggles today.  When a milounga came on I could not keep a beat, remember dance moves, nor innovate.  I don't think I've ever danced that badly to a milounga before.  I could not be more relieved when the dance was over.  This time I am not going to attribute it to my adding complexity to the dance, but rather just the fact that I was unable to change styles from tango to milounga without over thinking and overcomplicating the dance.  I will work on becoming more flexible in the future.