It was one of my New Year's resolutions. Along with reducing facebook time and increasing face time with my friends. You see, I liked disconnecting from the cyber world so much on vacation, I decided I needed to do more of it everyday. It just makes me a happier person. What makes me a nervous wreck is the thought of standing up in front of a real live audience. It makes my hands sweaty. And sweaty hands are most treacherous when you're going to dance on a pole.
I vowed that I was going to conquer my stage fright in 2013. So what better time to start than first thing in January when my instructor scheduled a recital. Never mind that I just came back from vacation and have a million other things going on right now. This seemingly frivolous pole dance is a priority.
So last night, I did it. With people looking at me. And me looking right back at them. Well, sort of. The lights were dimmed. The fact that the audience was loobed with alcohol also helped. This is what it looked like.)
(Disclaimer: This is video of me at home practicing the day before. The video from the actual recital is dark and grainy and started late. Did I mention the cameraman was drinking? Note, I didn't wear my coin top during the recital. No. It wasn't at that kind of establishment. I did wear an athletic bra.)
My hands didn't slip. I didn't pee on the pole. And no one booed. Or hissed. Or threw their drinks at me. Box checked, I could watch the other amazing performers. And get inspiration for next time. When I'll do a more challenging routine with more spins and inversions.
When we got home, the kids wanted to see the video. Here's their comments:
"Did you get to CHOOSE the song?"
"Did you mess up right there?"
"Where other people better than you?"
And my favorite.
"That was weird."
This is why I didn't let them come. They are the toughest crowd out there and I'm pretty sure they would have booed, hissed or threw some Hawaiian Punch at me. Oh yeah, my other resolution for 2013 is to leave the kids home by themselves with candy bribes more. So I yell at them less.