Flamenco # 1, yoga # 58.5
Oct. 30th, 2009 09:16 amHoly cow, you guys, flamenco is HARD. I thought by now that I would have tried pretty much most of things that are possible to do with my body, but this is all new stuff. And there's so much to remember. There are the hands and fingers--if any of you ever start getting carpal tunnel, flamenco is the thing to try, because you are always turning the wrist and stretching the hand and flexing the fingers. (The teacher also said it's good for carpal tunnel, at pretty much the exact moment I was thinking it myself, so look, I'm not just making that up.) There are the arms--the elbows are really important, and can't move while all the hand stuff is going on. And then the shoulders need to stay up, with a straight back, while the core is engaged ALL THE TIME, but you're wearing heels and you need to keep your weight pitched forward a bit over the toes with the knees slightly bent--not enough bent that you're in chair pose and the thighs burn, but enough that you feel it up the backs of the legs. The tush isn't tucked under or badonked out, it's just back there and I have to keep remembering not to tuck it, and to keep the back straight and the shoulders up and the core engaged even though I'm pitched forward over my toes. So there's all this posture stuff, and THEN I am expected to move my feet around! And my hips, separately from my feet, while keeping the torso mostly still, and THEN I'm supposed to do things with my arms too. And the rhythms are totally different than most western music. I've had just enough musical training to be dangerous, and this is so weird. It's a count of 12, first of all, and the 12 comes on the downbeat, and the timing of the counts is different and syncopates, and I thought last night that I'd never get it out of my head again but now I can't recreate it at all.
So, yes, flamenco is kind of insane. And my teacher is this teeny Spanish woman, and nobody else wanted to stand in the front so I'm standing in the front, and so I feel like a big awkward giraffe. But I think I did mostly okay. And, I have to say, there's one woman in my class who always makes me feel better: she's a few years older than me, and she has four kids but she's still hot and in great shape (which gives me hope all by itself), but she's not exactly a natural dancer, you know? And she knows that and she's still out there doing it and having a good time and learning, and I figure that first of all if she can be out there doing it then I can too, and secondly that I have to be doing it at least a tiny bit better. So, okay, I will give this flamenco thing a try.
So today I am discovering how to be sore in entirely new ways that I'm not used to at all. I did some jammie yoga for about 20-25 minutes. My neck was really sore, to the point that it was sore to sleep on too--I think because I was clenching up everything else my neck got clenchy too--so I worked on that, and worked on arms and legs and feet, and just tried to be gentle. But dang do I need a real yoga session soon. Hopefully Sunday.
In other news, I painted my nails last night for the first time in ages. They are black with sparkles, in honor of my favorite holiday and in preparation for my costume tomorrow.
So, yes, flamenco is kind of insane. And my teacher is this teeny Spanish woman, and nobody else wanted to stand in the front so I'm standing in the front, and so I feel like a big awkward giraffe. But I think I did mostly okay. And, I have to say, there's one woman in my class who always makes me feel better: she's a few years older than me, and she has four kids but she's still hot and in great shape (which gives me hope all by itself), but she's not exactly a natural dancer, you know? And she knows that and she's still out there doing it and having a good time and learning, and I figure that first of all if she can be out there doing it then I can too, and secondly that I have to be doing it at least a tiny bit better. So, okay, I will give this flamenco thing a try.
So today I am discovering how to be sore in entirely new ways that I'm not used to at all. I did some jammie yoga for about 20-25 minutes. My neck was really sore, to the point that it was sore to sleep on too--I think because I was clenching up everything else my neck got clenchy too--so I worked on that, and worked on arms and legs and feet, and just tried to be gentle. But dang do I need a real yoga session soon. Hopefully Sunday.
In other news, I painted my nails last night for the first time in ages. They are black with sparkles, in honor of my favorite holiday and in preparation for my costume tomorrow.