I have always been under the impression that I can't dance. Why have I felt this way? Because I can't dance. Oh, I took some dance classes growing up and had a few recitals, but my twinkling toes have been dormant for quite some time.
Thursday night we had our first tap rehearsal for the show. At one point I jump out of a cake (how cool is that) and then tap a little number with some other girls while singing, "All I do is dream of you the whole night through!" etc. That afternoon, Mindi went with me to the Dance Works so I could purchase some tap shoes - the first pair I've ever owned. I found these snappy little numbers and thought they would be perfect for the show! Two-tone wing tips? 70% off? Yes please.
Before we get to work on the choreography, the other experienced dancing girls are stretching like gumby dolls and twirling around the room. Me? What am I doing? Breaking a sweat just lacing my shoes. I am placed front and center and we get to work. To my surprise, I'm actually getting it! I'm dancing! I can even wink and smile while my feet are fancy. We worked and worked and finally called it a night at 10:00. It was the best work out ever and it was so much fun!
I left feeling pretty confident, like I could take any dance on because I knew I could learn it - Cut to this morning where I joined some girls for a tap class at the theater. Whoa, what happened? I thought I could do this! No? I was awkward and felt uncoordinated and slow...and I still can't stretch like gumby. I've been humbled. I have a long way to go, but I know I can do this. And believe you me, my toes will twinkle.