What was i thinking?
Last night the lovely logos and i went to Aerlift IV, an all aerial extravaganza and part of the Moisture Festival. It was almost three hours of act after act of some completely incredible aerialists. It was absolutely mind-boggling what some of these people can do. While i was watching people like Codhi Harrell and The Cabiri i felt both inspired and horrified.
Inspired because i saw all these amazing performers whose abilities made me want to be like them. To work hard and awe the audience with my prowess.
Horrified because i look like an utter fool compared to them. I feel like i'm disgracing the aerial arts by my heaving and flailing and my total inability to look graceful.
Now i know i know i know. They've been doing this for years and "blahbityblahbityblahbity don't get discouraged etc etc" . What i need to keep in mind is that i'll never be as good as them and that's okay. There is no changing the fact that i'm getting into this game at nearly 30 years old without a dance or gymnastics background. I can't help that i've just had a baby (nevermind the fact i was never a hardbody to begin with) thus the road to abdominal control is long and arduous. I can't magically make more time to devote to training unless an aerial rig miraculously appeared in my yard. I can only work with what i have and be satisfied.
That said, i know that i can only vastly improve upon the negligble skills that i currently have. There's nowhere to go but up, right? Ultimately, i'd like to combine the two skills that i'm learning right now, aerial and juggling, so that maybe next year i can perform in the Kirkland Dance Center recital and do some kind of trapeze/juggling somethingorother. Meh, who knows. A year is a long way off and that's lots of time to hone my (non-existant) talents.