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magidYesterday I took a fabric sling class with firefly dance. There was a mixup about scheduling, so we started late, but there were only two of us, so I went up at least as many times as the last class.
I'd decided to take only one class this time, focusing on the class I'd had more success in, since I was wiped out from taking two last time. I don't have the method of getting up in the silks figured out properly, using my arms far more than I should've, which left me with a week's recovery for arm muscles. Hopefully once I have one thing figured out, I can concentrate on the other, and perhaps it will feel more natural then.
So, just one fabric sling class. I'm still a bit surprised how much we did, at least compared to the last class. We started with the star position, which is pretty much as far as I'd gotten last class, and went on from there to gazelle (both sides), a cocoon (which is a lot of fun, but definitely less a performance kind of sequence), and a sequence with frog, then a rock-to-standing position I've completely forgotten the name of, which morphed into a back arch, then down to gazelle again.
The cool part is that some of the movements are starting to make a lot more sense, or my body remembers them better, or something. I was nervous at first, somehow sure that the last class had been a fluke, but once I'd gotten up a couple of times (with help, though I think that maybe there was a bit less help over time), it started to feel more like something I can do, rather than an aberration. Maybe now I can think more about form, moving more smoothly and slowly, trying for grace.
And this time I could see myself! I bought a doohickey to keep my glasses on my face, even when upside down (They work, but sometimes pull my glasses a little too close to my face. Not a huge deal, given the pluses.), so I could see the gazelle, not just feel it. In some ways it was almost disorienting, in the same way I find it odd to watch myself in some class at the gym; I think some of it is just not being comfortable seeing myself move, because it makes me more self-conscious, and some of it is how it makes it harder for me to distinguish left and right. Anyway. The teachers suggested I see how my back arch looked, but I was concentrating in ways that the mirror would've been a distraction, and I didn't want to lose focus... Later they told me it looked good, which was nice to hear.
Afterward, my body was not nearly as drained as I'd expected. I have bruises, though not nearly as many on my hips. The worst of them are the back of my knees, which hurt a bit driving later. And my muscles are in the 'pleasantly sore' range, rather than a 'bludgeoned all over' feeling. Huzzah!
Current smell: baking chili'n'cornbread
I'd decided to take only one class this time, focusing on the class I'd had more success in, since I was wiped out from taking two last time. I don't have the method of getting up in the silks figured out properly, using my arms far more than I should've, which left me with a week's recovery for arm muscles. Hopefully once I have one thing figured out, I can concentrate on the other, and perhaps it will feel more natural then.
So, just one fabric sling class. I'm still a bit surprised how much we did, at least compared to the last class. We started with the star position, which is pretty much as far as I'd gotten last class, and went on from there to gazelle (both sides), a cocoon (which is a lot of fun, but definitely less a performance kind of sequence), and a sequence with frog, then a rock-to-standing position I've completely forgotten the name of, which morphed into a back arch, then down to gazelle again.
The cool part is that some of the movements are starting to make a lot more sense, or my body remembers them better, or something. I was nervous at first, somehow sure that the last class had been a fluke, but once I'd gotten up a couple of times (with help, though I think that maybe there was a bit less help over time), it started to feel more like something I can do, rather than an aberration. Maybe now I can think more about form, moving more smoothly and slowly, trying for grace.
And this time I could see myself! I bought a doohickey to keep my glasses on my face, even when upside down (They work, but sometimes pull my glasses a little too close to my face. Not a huge deal, given the pluses.), so I could see the gazelle, not just feel it. In some ways it was almost disorienting, in the same way I find it odd to watch myself in some class at the gym; I think some of it is just not being comfortable seeing myself move, because it makes me more self-conscious, and some of it is how it makes it harder for me to distinguish left and right. Anyway. The teachers suggested I see how my back arch looked, but I was concentrating in ways that the mirror would've been a distraction, and I didn't want to lose focus... Later they told me it looked good, which was nice to hear.
Afterward, my body was not nearly as drained as I'd expected. I have bruises, though not nearly as many on my hips. The worst of them are the back of my knees, which hurt a bit driving later. And my muscles are in the 'pleasantly sore' range, rather than a 'bludgeoned all over' feeling. Huzzah!
Current smell: baking chili'n'cornbread
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Date: 2005-02-14 10:28 am (UTC)and, ow. :)
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Date: 2005-02-14 11:38 am (UTC)Thanks! Yay for the perfect icon!
And, happily, not so much ow, though some really impressive bruises... (and this time in places that I can show off :-).
Maybe we'll overlap there sometime (I only take Sunday classes... not that I'm at your level.).
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