Performance Night # 3
This Friday night is the final Performance Night for the ladies at the studio and our Christmas party/end of year break-up.
It will be the first performance night I won't be performing in and, surprisingly, I'm okay with that. As much as I was getting into the whole performance thing and loving it (and myself) to bits doing it, my elbow isn't ready and I no longer have the strength needed to keep up with my group.
However, there is nothing in this world that will keep me away from going to performance night to support everyone!
I'm going to watch my group ladies perform their level three routines and run through the other levels routines. I'll watch the new ladies keenly to see if they are stronger than we were at their level. I'm going to watch our Instructors blow us away, the Grads inspire us to keep going, and the short course ladies get their sexy on. I can't wait, it's going to be a great night of performance.
The theme is Christmas so most of the girls will have their sexy Santa vixen on. I originally had a sexy Mrs Claus costume organised with black Christmas boots, white fur topped of course, to rock it out.
Now that I'm not performing I'm going more sedate with a LBD but will rock it with six inch, yes I did just type SIX INCH, patent red peep toe pumps *rawr*
So while technically not performing, my shoes will be a show on their own. Particularly if I go arse over tit and crash to the floor, hilarious performance that one :) Though I have been practicing, as any good heel wearer should, around my house throughout the day. The trick is to take a slower pace and sashay, your hips are pushed forwards because of the angle of the heel so you need to compensate for this. That hip swing gets the job done nicely.
After performance night we're heading off to a local tavern. I'm more nervy about that because it's been a while, well almost six years since I've had a girls night out. I wonder how much has changed in 6 years? I'm sure there will be much drinking, much dancing, quite a few embarrassing photos, much talking and way too much laughter. I'm really looking forward to it. Apart from the drinking (I don't) I'm up for all of it but I must remember to curb my enthusiasm - don't want to scare these lovelies off before they truly adore me and can put up with some of my peculiarities, that's when it's safe to unleash the wild... maybe later next year *wink*
I'll update you on how the night goes early next week. I am expecting nothing less that to be blown away by these gorgeous, wonderful, adventurous women. I shall be shoving my fingers between my lips and whistling as loud as I can to spur them on. I'll be the Woo Hoo chick, and the screamer. I'll be bursting with pride and yes, maybe a tad envious that it's not me and that's okay, really it's okay.
One of the many things I've learned since having injured myself is my time will come and I will perform again. This isn't the end of my poling, it's something I can come back from, it just may take a while but I can come back. But with the aid of hindsight I'll be much wiser, much stronger, and so much better... bring it I say.