Everything was back to business today - no snow day for us. Typical for Colorado though - total blizzard and white-out conditions one day, the next day sunny and the streets are clear and dry. Gotta love the schizo weather here.
Once I was in class, though, I was glad to be back to business. I get these bursts of inspiration sometimes where I am uber-inspired to work harder, train more, learn more, and today was one of those bursts, lasting all day long.
I first noticed it in ballet. We started pointe today (yay!!), and while it hurt, it didn't hurt as much as I anticipated, which tells me I'm stronger than I was the last time I did pointe. I still have a lot of work to do.. I need to keep working on my feet to get them stronger... but instead of getting frustrated and overwhelmed by it all, I felt a surge of motivation rise up and I thought GAME ON.
A million thoughts are running through my head: "Once the Student Concert is over and my evenings free up, I'm going to start taking ballet classes at CCB in the evenings. I'm also going to take their advanced Modern class. I'm going to use my theraband on my feet everyday. I'm going to come to the studio to work on ballet on the weekends. I'm going get my side splits by June. I'm going to work on choreography everyday. I'm going to do my hip hop calisthenics every other day. I'm going to get my handstand. I'm going to work on my Capoeira. I'm going to... to... to..." It goes on and on.
I got incredibly antsy sitting in dance history watching films about modern dance pioneers of the 20th century - the films aren't exactly riveting - all I could think about was dancing, moving... NOT sitting around.
Tonight I saw a dance concert with the CSU Tour Company. It was inspiring to see my peers do some amazing stuff. I need to keep working, training. The same thought kept going through my head as I watched: "I need to stretch!"
Weeeeellllll, I'm home and I'm not stretching. But I am trying to get these thoughts out of my head and on the page so I can settle down enough to go to sleep. I have the pleasure of a 7 am rehearsal tomorrow (ouch) so this dancer needs to get her arse to bed. But starting at 7 am tomorrow: GAME ON.