I’m training so I can join the circus
Hooray! My first blog entry and I get to share my new passion. I’ve been taking aerial classes for the past few months and just performed in my first show. I was worried I’d be nervous or pee in my leotard while hanging from the rafters…but turns out only the anticipation was scary. I LOVED being on stage and doing my thing. I was in the group piece at the end of a two hour show…so hopefully people were awake to enjoy my tutu power. It went really well, considering we only had one group practice where all 7 of us were there together. Maybe I liked it so much because it was so physical and I could concentrate on my moves, rather than remembering my lines and stage location. Acting was fun, but I think I enjoyed the community much more than all the other stuff. I was much more at home doing the aerial routine, and I wouldn’t have been there if it hadn’t been for Matt and his primo birthday presents. This year it was seeing Cirque du Soleil (awesome) and getting a home-cooked meal every Monday night so I could actually make it to aerial practice instead of getting lost in the kitchen for two hours cooking and forgetting about practice alltogether. Special thanks to Alyssa, a girl who can hang by her toes on the trapeze and still smile. She held me by her toes and didn’t drop me, as well as being present for my moments of utter frustration.
But no circus for the summer, my teacher is travelling with Circus Contraption and can’t teach classes. I’ll miss it, but it’s a good excuse for me to stop so I can try to lose some of this muscle mass in my shoulders because I don’t fit into my wedding dress anymore. Silly how that works. I guess it’s a summer of chocolate bars and sunbathing.