Sunday, July 3, 2011

Hell-camp, I mean Summer dance Intensive

Week one of hell camp summary: Day one- I was told to get my eyes out of the mirror and dance from my heart. Little do these people know I am heartless and have no emotions like a robot. Seriously, call me the modern day tin man. It's a problem and hopefully I can correct it, but how can I dance from my heart if my heart doesn't want to dance? 

Russians have a way of finding me wherever I go it seems, and this program has 2 crazy intense ones. They pride themselves on their "Russian Torture" methods. I swear they said that. Have you ever been stretched by a Russian? Well, let me tell you it is one terrifying experience. If your body isn't in the right place they wont hesitate to smack you back into shape. Luckily, so far only my tushy has had the beating ( I mean, I do have a pretty irresistible bottom I think the russian just couldn't resist lol)

I have learned to keep trying until I shake, because that is how strength is built. Who knew life lessons where in ballet class as well as country western songs? 

There are also telltale signs to know your at dance camp:
1) you know your at dance camp when you fall asleep by 10:30 happily everynight
2) you know your at dance camp when gay guys have a fiercer strut than the girls
3) you know your at dance camp when your at the pool and most girls have 6 packs
4) you know your at dance camp when people think its normal to do ballet steps while in the pool
5) you know your at dance camp when each morning you wake up wondering if your are going to make it out of bed
6) you know your at dance camp when the highlight of the week is watching So You Think You Can Dance


7) more to come 

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