Wednesday nights I take a Hip-Hop class at a gritty dance studio near the MFAH. I tried the class as a means of rekindling my love of dance plus a nice 90-minutes of cardio, and was instantly addicted to the easy-going nature of the studio. I grew up in a strict, classic studio which I loved, however the casual vibe at the Met is appealing as a stark contrast (it reminds me of parts of Center Stage). My sassy teacher can dance circles around all of us (and most likely anyone in a club). He teaches in a hurried yet meticulous nature that I love. Even if I fall behind on the choreography I enjoy the chase of catching up. I look forward to it each week. It's the best way to spend 90 minutes of exercising!
When I arrive early I am able to watch the end of the tap class before me. Though I took tap for 15 years I am completely intimidated to add this class to my schedule. The crisp, clean sounds that come from the teacher's taps are perfect. I wonder if it's like riding a bike...would I remember the steps? Would my feet fall back in line? Who knows, but for now--I'll stick to Hip-Hop, where I feel I belong. Perhaps I'll work up the courage to tackle tap later in the year.
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3 comments:
you should try the tap classes! i think the moment you are back in those shoes and in the room it will all come back to you. plus, tap always looks like such fun!!
You should definitely start tap again! With your dance moves, I know you'd pick it up again right away!
I'll try hip hop if you try tap!!
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