A Cathartic Evening
Rode my bicycle to Tuesday Blues last night, taught the Fundamentals lesson. I felt on top of my game. People were engaged, many people came up to me and thanked me for the lesson or commented on how inspiring/comfortable/encouraging it was... Received much positive feedback along with some constructive criticisms. Two people asked for my contact info because they'd like to take private lessons.
Then I danced harder for four hours than I have in a long time... on so little sleep. I was completely unfiltered, loose, taken by the music and driven to do inspired movement. I danced solo to this one song, "Playboy" by Hot Chip, allowing me to dump off loads of negative energy; I could just feel it pouring out of me, as if every pore in my body wanted it out out out.
Also had a good chat with Lauren, resolved some issues and received a much-needed apology. Still have no bloody idea what's going to happen there, but at least I no longer have this poisonous anger and hurt roiling inside my heart.
When my head hit the pillow at 2am, I was asleep within 30 seconds.
Catharsis at its best.
I am so fortunate to be surrounded by loving friends and family. It sometimes astounds me how quickly people will rush to my aid and lend me their supporting presence. Thank you.
P.S.
Oh, and another neat thing about yesterday: I fucking rocked on my bicycle yesterday. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, perhaps it was the emotion, who knows, but what I do know is that I averaged 18-20 mph on my way out to TB. That's the fastest I've ever done. I was around 180bpm (b/n anaerobic and VO2 max training levels) for practically the whole ride. When I pulled up to the venue, I felt like I was on fire and wanted to just keep biking - I was in this amazing rhythm.
It definitely affects my teaching. Every time I've taught the Fundamental lesson, I rode my bike in, and every time I feel energized and excited and powerful. People sense the energy and feed off it. Endorphins do amazing things, especially when you get them right before teaching 80+ people how to dance. Alyson said I was like a vetted sheepdog that can herd sheep with merely his eyes - I held such command and control over the room.
Very exciting... and empowering.
Then I danced harder for four hours than I have in a long time... on so little sleep. I was completely unfiltered, loose, taken by the music and driven to do inspired movement. I danced solo to this one song, "Playboy" by Hot Chip, allowing me to dump off loads of negative energy; I could just feel it pouring out of me, as if every pore in my body wanted it out out out.
Also had a good chat with Lauren, resolved some issues and received a much-needed apology. Still have no bloody idea what's going to happen there, but at least I no longer have this poisonous anger and hurt roiling inside my heart.
When my head hit the pillow at 2am, I was asleep within 30 seconds.
Catharsis at its best.
I am so fortunate to be surrounded by loving friends and family. It sometimes astounds me how quickly people will rush to my aid and lend me their supporting presence. Thank you.
P.S.
Oh, and another neat thing about yesterday: I fucking rocked on my bicycle yesterday. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, perhaps it was the emotion, who knows, but what I do know is that I averaged 18-20 mph on my way out to TB. That's the fastest I've ever done. I was around 180bpm (b/n anaerobic and VO2 max training levels) for practically the whole ride. When I pulled up to the venue, I felt like I was on fire and wanted to just keep biking - I was in this amazing rhythm.
It definitely affects my teaching. Every time I've taught the Fundamental lesson, I rode my bike in, and every time I feel energized and excited and powerful. People sense the energy and feed off it. Endorphins do amazing things, especially when you get them right before teaching 80+ people how to dance. Alyson said I was like a vetted sheepdog that can herd sheep with merely his eyes - I held such command and control over the room.
Very exciting... and empowering.