Wow, what can I say, a lot of things have changed in just a few months since my last post. I've done 2 dance competitions so far both at silver level! I'm starting to feel more comfortable with the routines and more comfortable with the improv that tends to happen from time to time.
As quickly as I started the second job at the rink I decided it would be best to leave. While it was fun for the most part, there was enough that made me decide it would be best to part ways and return to just be a skater instead of an employee. Plus the whole working 7 days a week thing wasn't going to last forever.
Perhaps the biggest and most exciting piece of news is in the relationship department...I'm not quite sure what this is called at this point but whatever it is, it's good :) I figured give the online dating thing one more try on a newer platform. Guy 1 had some promise but clearly I was more interested than he was. Guy 2 was clearly more interested in things that I wasn't going to pursue on a first date. Guy 3...I guess third time's the charm?
It was intriguing that he opted for dinner for the first date instead of the usual "meet and drink" scenario. I wasn't quite sure what to expect, he had changed his look several times from the initial profile picture. I wouldn't say sparks flew or anything like that but it wasn't bad either. He seemed really nervous but interesting enough to give him a second chance when he asked. I figured maybe if he was in a more natural comfortable habitat he'd be a little less nervous.
Date 2 was at a rock climbing gym. Again an intriguing choice. This was also a fascinating test in trust because once we got to the big walls I was the only climbing as he was the only one trained to belay the ropes. He was definitely more at ease overall which was nice to see. After climbing for awhile we headed to dinner and just talked. It was a bit surreal, sure there were other people around us but I didn't really notice. It was almost like they were all blurry and just the two of us were in focus.
At this point I've lost track of the dates since then, but we've gone skating, dancing, gymnastics class, acroyoga, to the movies twice!, had each other over for dinner and started meeting some of each other's friends.
I'm not sure what I am, I don't want to say conflicted because that's not the right word. But I guess I just want to be sure this is right. Dating life in the big city usually yields more horror stories than anything else. So how could I have figured it out on guy 3? We've talked every day since we first matched online and it just seems easy. I think we're both just ourselves and it's ok. There's none of the games about what to say, how to say it or when to say it. It just is.
Now when we go 3 or 4 days without seeing each other, I get a little butterfly when I know we have plans again. Could it be "The One"? That thought has definitely crossed my mind. But I think it crosses every girl's mind. He either is "The One" or not, the odds are 50/50. It's different having someone so interested in me and not the other way around. He initiates most conversation, he takes care of most outings. He respects my boundaries so far and hopefully will continue to do so. Perhaps most telling of all, he makes me feel safe. Like nothing can go wrong and I don't have to worry about any wandering eyes. And he's the one that continually talks about the future, I don't mean "The One" sort of future, but like 5-6 months down the road.
But until we figure that out, it's been a pretty awesome ride these last 2.5 months and hopefully this ride will keep going for the foreseeable future.
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
"This is the beginning of anything you want."
So here goes goals by December 31, 2015:
--Work: Continue the happiness. Move into more field work.
--Life: Student loans. Vacations. Time to develop relationships outside of work.
--Skating: Not sure where to go with this one. Perhaps Lake Placid camp?
--Ballroom: This is where the focus is. Complete a showcase or two. Compete at Washington Open and VA State Championships. Maybe one more? I'd love to start moving to full bronze and beginning silver.
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Hello blog world! Long time no see! But I'm back. It was sort of emotional to read my last post. I wouldn't say I was in a bad place perse, but I was definitely in a place I didn't want to be with seemingly no way out. There's been quite a few changes since then but quite a few things have stayed the same. Looking back at my goals for 2015 life certainly veered in many directions I never could have imagined. As the great Woody Allen once said, "If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans." Well Woody, God's certainly been getting a few chuckles out of me.
I managed to switch departments but stay with the same company in June 2015. It's a department that didn't exist until then so I was diving in blind. Something I used to hate to do but I've gotten much better at since starting dance. But quite frankly in some way it might be the best thing that could have happened. The timing was perfect to get out of the toxic space I was in previously. Is it everything I've been wanting and picturing for nearly 10 years? No. Is it a long term solution? No. But it may be a medium term solution. I've gotten more recognition for my work in the last 6 months than the previous 3.75 years combined. And strangely enough I got to do field work, something I figured was over given the switch. Maybe more to come? Who knows.
My life goals morphed into other areas. The student loans didn't happen but that's ok, it allowed me to live and go on the vacations. The vacations I combined with dancing! Still trying to figure out the relationships thing...
Skating has mostly morphed into a fun activity and I've added a very part time job at the rink, so yay more income to pay for dance! Double yay for free public skating as a rink employee! I keep toying with the idea of doing Easterns, it's practically in my backyard but I just don't know. I'm waiting for Nationals to be in Lake Placid...
Dance. Oh what a year it's been! I did my first showcase! In a very revealing dress...and lived to tell the tale. I did compete at Washington Open but no VA State. That's because I opted to go international and compete in Montreal and later Puerto Rico. Yes I am now an international ballroom dancer! Not only that...I started competing silver in Puerto Rico! We've started revamping some of the silver routines to make them flow a little easier and add more technique. But I'm officially a silver rhythm dancer. Who would have thunk it?! Maybe this year add silver smooth?
So let's see by December 31, 2016:
--Work: It's honestly in a good place. First time in about 5 years I can say that. I'd LOVE to get more traveling but who knows. This election could get VERY interesting and perhaps lead to other opportunities.
--Life: This is the year for the student loans! At least it's something I can control. Regular gym routine. Time to get buff, especially if I'm going to be a silver rhythm dancer. Trying to work on the relationship thing but it's not really going anywhere...
--Skating: Take baby skating when she's big enough! See how the part time job goes and maybe start coaching a bit??
--Ballroom: 3 comps again this year. We'll wait and see which 3, I was planning to stay local this year but there are some interesting possibilities out there that may shift things. I want to place consistently in silver (and hopefully be contested most of the time). Perhaps start toying with gold by the end of the year?? Maybe in a showcase.
--Work: Continue the happiness. Move into more field work.
--Life: Student loans. Vacations. Time to develop relationships outside of work.
--Skating: Not sure where to go with this one. Perhaps Lake Placid camp?
--Ballroom: This is where the focus is. Complete a showcase or two. Compete at Washington Open and VA State Championships. Maybe one more? I'd love to start moving to full bronze and beginning silver.
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Hello blog world! Long time no see! But I'm back. It was sort of emotional to read my last post. I wouldn't say I was in a bad place perse, but I was definitely in a place I didn't want to be with seemingly no way out. There's been quite a few changes since then but quite a few things have stayed the same. Looking back at my goals for 2015 life certainly veered in many directions I never could have imagined. As the great Woody Allen once said, "If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans." Well Woody, God's certainly been getting a few chuckles out of me.
I managed to switch departments but stay with the same company in June 2015. It's a department that didn't exist until then so I was diving in blind. Something I used to hate to do but I've gotten much better at since starting dance. But quite frankly in some way it might be the best thing that could have happened. The timing was perfect to get out of the toxic space I was in previously. Is it everything I've been wanting and picturing for nearly 10 years? No. Is it a long term solution? No. But it may be a medium term solution. I've gotten more recognition for my work in the last 6 months than the previous 3.75 years combined. And strangely enough I got to do field work, something I figured was over given the switch. Maybe more to come? Who knows.
My life goals morphed into other areas. The student loans didn't happen but that's ok, it allowed me to live and go on the vacations. The vacations I combined with dancing! Still trying to figure out the relationships thing...
Skating has mostly morphed into a fun activity and I've added a very part time job at the rink, so yay more income to pay for dance! Double yay for free public skating as a rink employee! I keep toying with the idea of doing Easterns, it's practically in my backyard but I just don't know. I'm waiting for Nationals to be in Lake Placid...
Dance. Oh what a year it's been! I did my first showcase! In a very revealing dress...and lived to tell the tale. I did compete at Washington Open but no VA State. That's because I opted to go international and compete in Montreal and later Puerto Rico. Yes I am now an international ballroom dancer! Not only that...I started competing silver in Puerto Rico! We've started revamping some of the silver routines to make them flow a little easier and add more technique. But I'm officially a silver rhythm dancer. Who would have thunk it?! Maybe this year add silver smooth?
So let's see by December 31, 2016:
--Work: It's honestly in a good place. First time in about 5 years I can say that. I'd LOVE to get more traveling but who knows. This election could get VERY interesting and perhaps lead to other opportunities.
--Life: This is the year for the student loans! At least it's something I can control. Regular gym routine. Time to get buff, especially if I'm going to be a silver rhythm dancer. Trying to work on the relationship thing but it's not really going anywhere...
--Skating: Take baby skating when she's big enough! See how the part time job goes and maybe start coaching a bit??
--Ballroom: 3 comps again this year. We'll wait and see which 3, I was planning to stay local this year but there are some interesting possibilities out there that may shift things. I want to place consistently in silver (and hopefully be contested most of the time). Perhaps start toying with gold by the end of the year?? Maybe in a showcase.
Friday, April 17, 2015
Alter egos
We all have them, a person we'd like to be, someone we look up, a persona to escape to when the real world gets to be too much. Our own version of Superman or Wonder Woman. For me that is ballroom. I am in a job I thought I'd love and most days I do, but it's not exactly what I pictured.
While it has it's moments of excitement for the most part I am in cubicle land, stuck at a computer all day long. To the rest of the world it's the most exciting thing out there and it's this big awesome fascinating thing, but it's almost just a facade. There are these expectations that are quite different from the reality.
And that was my reality for so long, my only reality, it's something I've wanted for years and was almost my destiny and I still want it. But something was missing. For so long I poured everything I had into it which is just not healthy.
On a whim, I started dance and everything changed. Everything became a reference to dance, how many lessons could I get, how to save money on dresses, shoes. My demeanor changed, my body changed, my confidence and self esteem changed. I'm wearing things I never in a million years would have had the courage to wear. It did something that nothing else has ever done.
By day, I'm the mild mannered office worker who clocks in and clocks out, but by night I transform. When I get to put on the eyelashes, makeup and dresses I don't recognize myself but it's a wonderful feeling, that feeling every little girl wants of being a princess swept off her feet by prince charming. It's a tiny glimpse into this fantasy world that not many people get to experience where everything is wonderful and magical.
Even if everything in the rest of the world is going horribly wrong, for 45 minutes I put on my shoes on and everything disappears. It doesn't matter if I've had no sleep, the worst day at work, it all leaves the second I walk through those doors.
2 days until my first showcase! 14 days until the first comp of the year! :)
While it has it's moments of excitement for the most part I am in cubicle land, stuck at a computer all day long. To the rest of the world it's the most exciting thing out there and it's this big awesome fascinating thing, but it's almost just a facade. There are these expectations that are quite different from the reality.
And that was my reality for so long, my only reality, it's something I've wanted for years and was almost my destiny and I still want it. But something was missing. For so long I poured everything I had into it which is just not healthy.
On a whim, I started dance and everything changed. Everything became a reference to dance, how many lessons could I get, how to save money on dresses, shoes. My demeanor changed, my body changed, my confidence and self esteem changed. I'm wearing things I never in a million years would have had the courage to wear. It did something that nothing else has ever done.
By day, I'm the mild mannered office worker who clocks in and clocks out, but by night I transform. When I get to put on the eyelashes, makeup and dresses I don't recognize myself but it's a wonderful feeling, that feeling every little girl wants of being a princess swept off her feet by prince charming. It's a tiny glimpse into this fantasy world that not many people get to experience where everything is wonderful and magical.
Even if everything in the rest of the world is going horribly wrong, for 45 minutes I put on my shoes on and everything disappears. It doesn't matter if I've had no sleep, the worst day at work, it all leaves the second I walk through those doors.
2 days until my first showcase! 14 days until the first comp of the year! :)
Thursday, January 1, 2015
2015
So here we are again on the cusp of another new year. What will be different? What can I do to get what I want?
Here is last year's post. Did I meet these goals?
--Work: Strangely enough I think I can say yes. And it came in way I didn't think was possible. I'm taking a chance that this is the catapult I need to my goals.
--Life: Did I eliminate the student loan? No. But that's ok. By not meeting that part of the goal I was able to reach the other goal of being active in my own life and not letting things pass by. I actually took vacations this year!
--Skating: I'm not sure when I'll meet this goal, but it is definitely on the bucket list.
--Ballroom: Managed to survive the year without an actual studio and competed three times. Would love to take more lessons and compete more but that will come with time.
So here goes goals by December 31, 2015:
--Work: Continue the happiness. Move into more field work.
--Life: Student loans. Vacations. Time to develop relationships outside of work.
--Skating: Not sure where to go with this one. Perhaps Lake Placid camp?
--Ballroom: This is where the focus is. Complete a showcase or two. Compete at Washington Open and VA State Championships. Maybe one more? I'd love to start moving to full bronze and beginning silver.
This is my time and my story..."Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one."
Here is last year's post. Did I meet these goals?
--Work: Strangely enough I think I can say yes. And it came in way I didn't think was possible. I'm taking a chance that this is the catapult I need to my goals.
--Life: Did I eliminate the student loan? No. But that's ok. By not meeting that part of the goal I was able to reach the other goal of being active in my own life and not letting things pass by. I actually took vacations this year!
--Skating: I'm not sure when I'll meet this goal, but it is definitely on the bucket list.
--Ballroom: Managed to survive the year without an actual studio and competed three times. Would love to take more lessons and compete more but that will come with time.
So here goes goals by December 31, 2015:
--Work: Continue the happiness. Move into more field work.
--Life: Student loans. Vacations. Time to develop relationships outside of work.
--Skating: Not sure where to go with this one. Perhaps Lake Placid camp?
--Ballroom: This is where the focus is. Complete a showcase or two. Compete at Washington Open and VA State Championships. Maybe one more? I'd love to start moving to full bronze and beginning silver.
This is my time and my story..."Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one."
Friday, September 5, 2014
Let it go
The whoosh of cold air as I open the rink door. The scrape of blades across the ice. The wind in my face racing around the clean fresh sheet of ice. The click of heels across the ballroom. The touch of my partner, pulling me closer until two bodies become one. The way my dress catches in the light. Being in control yet conceding all to someone else. Getting lost in the music, nothing else matters. Nothing can bother me, the catharsis of movement and expression. This, this is what I'm meant to do.
I'm not confrontational, I'm not political, no more games, no more merry go round. No one ever said it would be easy, but no one said it would be this hard. As badly as I want to just walk away, there is something that is pulling me back. Have I truly given it everything? Am I meant to make it through? Or is it enough? But do I have enough in me to keep going? To put up with the drama and insecurities that go along with it?
It may sound strange but I would be perfectly content to work midnight for quite some time. Strangely enough it would give me some sense of normalcy. There might be a chance of having a life with people my own age OUTSIDE of work.
LOVE skating and dancing, I would do it professionally if I could. But there are very few people my own age and that leaves something lacking. I'm in this strange limbo world.
I think I'm finally at a point where I'm content enough to move on from the feelings I have been having. It's more than a crush, definitely more. But I don't know that it will ever go anywhere, if it were I would definitely be open to pursuing it. But I can't sit and wait for what might be...no matter how badly I want it.
When we dance, it just feels so perfect. I'm not thinking of anything I'm just letting him lead me and letting go in the moment. My hand in his, the closeness of our bodies and expression between each other, I can't help but think there is something or could be something. And all the gossip I hear about previous relationships isn't helping me put the thoughts out of my head.
I'm not confrontational, I'm not political, no more games, no more merry go round. No one ever said it would be easy, but no one said it would be this hard. As badly as I want to just walk away, there is something that is pulling me back. Have I truly given it everything? Am I meant to make it through? Or is it enough? But do I have enough in me to keep going? To put up with the drama and insecurities that go along with it?
It may sound strange but I would be perfectly content to work midnight for quite some time. Strangely enough it would give me some sense of normalcy. There might be a chance of having a life with people my own age OUTSIDE of work.
LOVE skating and dancing, I would do it professionally if I could. But there are very few people my own age and that leaves something lacking. I'm in this strange limbo world.
I think I'm finally at a point where I'm content enough to move on from the feelings I have been having. It's more than a crush, definitely more. But I don't know that it will ever go anywhere, if it were I would definitely be open to pursuing it. But I can't sit and wait for what might be...no matter how badly I want it.
When we dance, it just feels so perfect. I'm not thinking of anything I'm just letting him lead me and letting go in the moment. My hand in his, the closeness of our bodies and expression between each other, I can't help but think there is something or could be something. And all the gossip I hear about previous relationships isn't helping me put the thoughts out of my head.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Curveballs
Life just keeps throwing curveballs. Seriously I was never good at baseball so this needs to stop. I spend the last 2 years and especially the last 6 months doing anything and everything I can to move along in the work place and it gets thrown back in my face. Why do I keep trying? Why? I was the best candidate for the position and they know it, but apparently I'm too reserved and calm for them...really? What does that even mean? You would think in a high pressure situation someone who can stay calm would be a bonus but I guess not, and they want to see growth beyond the position. WTH? I was already doing the position from the position below so I guess I was supposed to be doing two positions above me? Whatever...its a paycheck and nothing more at this point.
Quite frankly its simply a means to do what I really love and that is skating and dancing :) If I could do that every day, I would be the happiest person on earth...there is just something magical about the wind in your face and the scrape of the blade across the ice that makes everything okay. And the smell of hairspray, the glitter and sparkles, and oh the feeling of flying around the ballroom is like a drug, I leave there feeling so high I can't get enough. How did I not discover this in college? We had a team after all...I just keep coming back for more and more, it's an odd hobby for someone my age that's for sure. But what girl doesn't love getting all dolled up and wearing sparkles all day? :) Not to mention getting whisked around by gorgeous foreign men...I mean come on now...
Yesterday was my competitive rhythm debut, that seems like an odd combo coming from me, the girl despite 15 years of musical experience always seriously lacked rhythm...this was so out of the ordinary for me but so awesome at the same time. I've always been the little adult in the room, always the mature one which is why I think smooth is typically more my style. But rhythm...I think I have my new love, internally I love it, the freedom to let loose and have fun, now I have to figure out how to consistently display that externally.
Videos never lie! At moments it was like you know gosh darn it, I might get this performing thing down and then other moments I started thinking and getting in my own head. As strange as this sounds, it might actually be more beneficial for me to NOT have a routine and just have to be in the moment. If I have a routine I want to do each step perfectly and exactly how it was practiced but that's never the way it works when it counts.
In all seriousness though, life could throw anything at me but as long as I have these two things in my life it will be okay. I don't know if it was the shock of it all or what but skating after getting that news made everything go away. I could get lost in my bubble and nothing could bother me, no one could tell me know, it was just me and the ice for two hours of living in another world. A world where I could be me and not have to worry about putting up yet another front.
"Do you remember why you skate, or has it been too long? Somewhere behind the athlete you've become, behind the media and the hype, the rankings and the records, the hours of practice, the pain and bruises, the coaches who pushed you, there is a little girl who lived just for that chance to skate. So, before you put on that dress tonight, remember the little girl who put on her very first pair of skates, who fell in love with this sport the say she touched the ice and never looked back. Skate for her."
Quite frankly its simply a means to do what I really love and that is skating and dancing :) If I could do that every day, I would be the happiest person on earth...there is just something magical about the wind in your face and the scrape of the blade across the ice that makes everything okay. And the smell of hairspray, the glitter and sparkles, and oh the feeling of flying around the ballroom is like a drug, I leave there feeling so high I can't get enough. How did I not discover this in college? We had a team after all...I just keep coming back for more and more, it's an odd hobby for someone my age that's for sure. But what girl doesn't love getting all dolled up and wearing sparkles all day? :) Not to mention getting whisked around by gorgeous foreign men...I mean come on now...
Yesterday was my competitive rhythm debut, that seems like an odd combo coming from me, the girl despite 15 years of musical experience always seriously lacked rhythm...this was so out of the ordinary for me but so awesome at the same time. I've always been the little adult in the room, always the mature one which is why I think smooth is typically more my style. But rhythm...I think I have my new love, internally I love it, the freedom to let loose and have fun, now I have to figure out how to consistently display that externally.
Videos never lie! At moments it was like you know gosh darn it, I might get this performing thing down and then other moments I started thinking and getting in my own head. As strange as this sounds, it might actually be more beneficial for me to NOT have a routine and just have to be in the moment. If I have a routine I want to do each step perfectly and exactly how it was practiced but that's never the way it works when it counts.
In all seriousness though, life could throw anything at me but as long as I have these two things in my life it will be okay. I don't know if it was the shock of it all or what but skating after getting that news made everything go away. I could get lost in my bubble and nothing could bother me, no one could tell me know, it was just me and the ice for two hours of living in another world. A world where I could be me and not have to worry about putting up yet another front.
"Do you remember why you skate, or has it been too long? Somewhere behind the athlete you've become, behind the media and the hype, the rankings and the records, the hours of practice, the pain and bruises, the coaches who pushed you, there is a little girl who lived just for that chance to skate. So, before you put on that dress tonight, remember the little girl who put on her very first pair of skates, who fell in love with this sport the say she touched the ice and never looked back. Skate for her."
Saturday, March 1, 2014
2 Months Down
--Work: Slowly learning despite what everyone in this town seems to think, there is more to life than that job..there is a reason they call it work. Come in, do the job, and then leave that bubble up on a hill for the real world. I love the people I work with, but CANNOT stand the people I work for..but I suppose that's all jobs right?
--Life: Slowly chipping away at the loan, not sure yet when I'll take the plunge and just pay the whole damn thing off.
--Exercise..I actually really like going to the gym..it is probably one of those things that helps get me out of the bubble. If it has been a rough day, rather than go eat a cookie, I'll take the frustration out on the elliptical. More or less I'm down there for almost an hour three times a week. Personal best pace so far..3.19 miles/33 minutes..or approx 10:20/mile. Related note, I have committed to taking photos of myself at the end of each month to monitor progress..not allow myself to get so caught up in a number. Don't know if I'll have the courage to do it, but I do own a bikini now...will have to see come summer if I decide to pull it off.
--Skating: Nationals is on hold till next year...this year is about testing and adding speed and strength to everything. I'm hoping to have lessons back home every couple months.
--Ballroom: I spend so much time worrying about saving money, paying off loans and being responsible...it's about time I pay myself first. Started private lessons again...I won't admit to anyone just how pricey they can be, but what price is my sanity? I really am in love with everything about it...yes that includes the teacher :) I would love for something to happen there, I really try and keep my cool, but it's hard...especially now in the privates, the only time we spend together is alone, just the two of us. He is so kind and considerate..and the conversations in the car are about anything and everything. My head says no, there's nothing, but my heart can't help but wonder..
This wraps the first chapter of 2014. Let's turn the page and see how the story unfolds...
--Life: Slowly chipping away at the loan, not sure yet when I'll take the plunge and just pay the whole damn thing off.
--Exercise..I actually really like going to the gym..it is probably one of those things that helps get me out of the bubble. If it has been a rough day, rather than go eat a cookie, I'll take the frustration out on the elliptical. More or less I'm down there for almost an hour three times a week. Personal best pace so far..3.19 miles/33 minutes..or approx 10:20/mile. Related note, I have committed to taking photos of myself at the end of each month to monitor progress..not allow myself to get so caught up in a number. Don't know if I'll have the courage to do it, but I do own a bikini now...will have to see come summer if I decide to pull it off.
--Skating: Nationals is on hold till next year...this year is about testing and adding speed and strength to everything. I'm hoping to have lessons back home every couple months.
--Ballroom: I spend so much time worrying about saving money, paying off loans and being responsible...it's about time I pay myself first. Started private lessons again...I won't admit to anyone just how pricey they can be, but what price is my sanity? I really am in love with everything about it...yes that includes the teacher :) I would love for something to happen there, I really try and keep my cool, but it's hard...especially now in the privates, the only time we spend together is alone, just the two of us. He is so kind and considerate..and the conversations in the car are about anything and everything. My head says no, there's nothing, but my heart can't help but wonder..
This wraps the first chapter of 2014. Let's turn the page and see how the story unfolds...
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