You're home from work, looking for a little R&R. You grab yourself a beer, strip down to your bra and undies. No one's home, so you crank the music - maybe a little Miley Cyrus since your hubby's not around to give you a hard time. Next thing you know, you're sliding across the floor like Tom Cruise in Risky Business. You know you look ridiculous but that's ok, because you're dancing in your living room. Alone.
And then WHAM!
A giant spotlight descends upon you and you're on a massive stage surrounded by dancers - REAL dancers - as though you're slam dunk in the middle of a broadway show. Maybe its Chicago or Rent, but all you know is you're not in your comfort zone anymore and you left your ruby red slippers by the back door.
Your heart races until you see your first familiar face. Hey, it's KASHA, Salsa Burn instructor extraordinaire. And there's MEL, ready to remind you how to shake those hips like Shakira. You inhale your first breath. It's ok, you tell yourself. You're at J'adore Dance - a safe zone. And look! JESSICA, the original Naughty Hottie is also joining the class. Oh wow, and LIESA, too. You've never taken one of her classes before. This should be fun you tell SUE. (SUE fixes you with a murderous glare...)
But wait! There's more. Is that...?
No. It couldn't be.
But it is.
MEAGHAN is here?
You pinch yourself but she has not disappeared.
YOU: *mouth goes dry* I'm so excited to see you!
FORMER CRUSH CHEERLEADER M: I'm reading your blog. I thought I'd come see first hand.
The splotlight hones in on you in your
SUE: Looks like a good day for an exorcism.
YOU: *watching MEAGHAN'S hips circle with no warm-up at all* I agree.
Maybe it's lack of sleep from the previous night, or the sudden realization that you're surrounded by so much dance talent, but you're starting to get disoriented. Your dance GPS feels a little off kilter, your Meringue is flopping - your face has even taken on SUE's murderous glare.
You remind yourself that Salsa Burn is hard. That KASHA is supposed to work your butt off (it's not that she's mean, even though you're cursing her name today.) Beside you, BLAM PAM is dancing her heart out, and NATALICIOUS is working it in the front row (traitor!). To your left, SUE is dancing, too.
So you suck it up. And you dance.
You keep moving even when the steps feel foreign. You continue waving your arms in the air, careful not to smack BLAM PAM in the face, or SUE in the head. You sweat through MEL's Shakira routine, and giggle your way through KASHA's mash potato choreography (fun!). And you even grunt through JESSICA's grueling abdominal / butt workout, careful to keep your curses to a mutter in case she booty pops you into submission.
On the way home, you plot with SUE. And when safely in your living room, you strip out of your sweaty "dance" attire, pat yourself on the back and crack a beer.
No doubt about it - another week of Salsa Burn has kicked your butt.
The Book In My Bag Today: Ink Exchange, Melissa Marr
Crush Dancer. I don't cheer. LOL!!ReplyDelete
Are you kidding me?? You are freaking amazing!!! You are absolute proof that anyone can dance, that it is a spirit in the heart that radiates through the body. You are awesome :)
And I think we should dress up as fireman and chase Jess after that horrid ab exercise - make her pick her knees up high!!!! :~p
OMFG where did you FIND that Crush picture???? Ahhhhh!ReplyDelete
WHOOPS! My bad :-P Crush DANCER.ReplyDelete
You're sweet, but I found last night slightly intimidating. I do agree, however, that chasing Jessica is a GOOD idea. My tummy HURTS.
Uh...it's amazing the things Google can help with, no? xo
AHAHAHA LOVE ITReplyDelete
You make dancing sound so fun! All I do is sing really bad and bob my head on my bike when I'm working out.
p.s. Check your e-mail, I guess, I made a boo-boo :)
I donn`t know why you would want to chase me around when Meaghan is the one who suggested the last week of the session you dance in the front row for each class. That`s right I`m calling you out publically on that one now! NOW you have a reason to chase me (if you can catch me :p )ReplyDelete
YES!! Way to go Jess LOL!! That's right, readers. On the last week of classes, Dawn has vowed to take the front row in all her classes and drop it like she's HAWT!! :) :)ReplyDelete
Thanks Tahereh :-)ReplyDelete
Crimey - actually, it's the people at Jess's studio that make it REALLY fun. I also sing badly! I figured dancing would be easier to learn. If you lived here, I'd drag you to dance. Got your email - WOOT! Thanks.
Dear former friends Meaghan and Jess - bite me. That is all.
I'm not a traitor!! I told you that I was standing behind YOU this week and you didn't hold up your end of the bargain ;) I think you actually shoved me out of the way to get your "spot". Hehehe!ReplyDelete
I'm going to miss you guys tonight... hubby has to work late and I can't find a short notice sitter. Children home by themselves and leaving out cups of water with a torn open cereal bag apparently isn't acceptable.
Really great blog on your dance lessons..... Love how you ad Sue into you blog with murderous glare. Looks like your having fun keep up your dedication and hard work. love your husbandReplyDelete
Wait. Miley CYRUS??!!! I'm not sure I can get past that.ReplyDelete
Natalia - OMG, Old Style Fit Hop was hell! I thought I was going to die. Missed you at Naughty Hotties! It was fun...but for me, very awkward.ReplyDelete
Thanks "husband" - love you.
WW - I understand.
Dawn and Sue-you two are so incredible and you both make me laugh! Your blogs are awesome Dawn and I can appreciate it so much because I get to feel like I know you a little bit more and know what you and Sue are up to in the back row...looking forward to seeing you work the front row;) PS-I think you should drag Sue to the front too!!! he he heReplyDelete