My samba experience

people-2601101_1920Last week I wrote about starting a new dance class. So I thought I’d share a quick follow up.

I had no idea what to expect in my first samba class. I wore my usual ballroom attire: dance shoes and business casual. But I soon learned I had made a terrible mistake. Everyone in the studio was clad in yoga pants and running shoes. Oh well, I thought, this is fine.

I started chatting with a lady I had met the previous week. Both of us were taking samba for the first time. Then I discovered something else. Despite advertising “continuous registration”, the class officially began five weeks ago. This meant we were both five weeks behind everyone else. This was a bit intimidating but I figured I’d try my best. Our instructor was encouraging but told us to “try to keep up”. This was easier said than done.

We started the class with a warm up and I immediately knew I was out of my league. The instructor led us through various movements. I attempted to imitate him by twisting and contorting my body in ways it had never moved before. I was a sweaty mess before we even started the routine.

After the warm up, our instructor went over the routine step by step. He also added a few new steps at the end. This was great. I was starting to remember the steps and pick up a little technique. Then we did the routine at 80 percent speed. That was more challenging. I missed a bunch of steps but I thought I did an admirable job of keeping up. Then we ran through the routine at normal speed. It was intense (look up samba music and you’ll see how fast it is). I think I managed to move in the right direction most of the time but my footwork was a mess.

But despite the chaos, I’m looking forward to this week’s class. I know that with time and lots of practice, even I can feel comfortable and confident in this new dance.

What are your plans this week?

Surviving games night

picnic-1208229_1920Saturday night was the dreaded “charades night” from my post here. It actually went a lot better than I had expected. There were a couple of things that helped plus one surprise turn of events that made my night.

Firstly, I was able to bring my own food. There are a lot of things I can’t eat due to food sensitivities. In most cases, if I don’t bring something of my own, I end up hungry and irritable. My heated-up leftovers kept my energy up even if they weren’t as exotic as the “build your own taco” option.

Secondly, one of the friends I traveled with had to work early the next morning. She felt bad for inconveniencing me but I assured her that it wasn’t a problem. Not only did we get to leave early but we even had a “good” reason for doing so. People usually don’t try to guilt trip you into staying longer when you have a work-related excuse.

But what made the evening actually enjoyable, was the fact that the game changed from charades to pictionary at the last minute. While I’m not a fan of either, pictionary is a far better alternative to charades.

Despite the change in plan I was still exhausted by the end of the night. When my roommate suggested we go to Costco for groceries the next day, I stayed in the car while she shopped. There was no way I was throwing myself into that chaos. Fortunately, Sunday was pretty relaxing and I got to do my grocery shopping, meal prep, and decluttering at my own pace.

How was your weekend?