Stronger!/Softer! Faster!/Slower!

It's been a few days since I've been able to update and that has a lot to do with the title of this blog post. I've had the same dance teacher since I was about 5. She is absolutely amazing, but she is in no way nice. She works you and she works you hard. She was one of the only people who didn't treat me like a complete invalid when my back injury took me out of dancing competitively. She still works with me and she still expects me to handle any and all pressure that she puts on me. I was abused for a little over a week, but I can say that I haven't felt this conditioned and dare I say....good, in such a long time. So for that I thank her...a lot!

The reason that I'm working with her so earnestly is because the dance school that I teach at has what they call "Teacher Evaluation and Promotion" it's where all the teacher's fill out this sheet of paper with the current age group class we teach and then we also have to write what age group we want to teach next year, how many classes we want to teach and how many performances we want for the next year. It's a little bit stressful, because if you sign up with the aspiration of teaching the teenage group, your performance has to include elements that you would have to teach to dancers of that caliber. Now, let's get something straight....I've been teaching 4-6 yr for over 4 years now, and you don't really need to know much more than the basics with them, so this year with the hope of teaching the 15-17yr group as well, I've had to work my ass off. 

When I started last week I thought I had the most perfect music and routine prepared and was excited to show it to the teacher...well, I was wrong...so wrong. She ripped me into pieces. Imagine someone screaming at you: "Faster! It's too slow! Soften your wrist, Sierra! Did you forget all your technique while you were sleeping?!? Again! Again! Again! Stronger!" yeah.....that was my day for 14 hours last Saturday and 10 hours last Sunday and 6 hours all this week. The other day I got a nosebleed and she comes over, gives me a towel and says "Clean it up and get back to it. Again." I think something in my head snapped, because I started laughing like a maniac. She's a tough woman, but she knows what she's doing and she wouldn't work me this hard if she didn't loveeeee  me (at least that's what I tell myself LOL)

Anyway, I think I'll be completely ready in two weeks. My friend already mixed my music, and it sounds so good together. I was able to pick my own music and here is 1 of the 4 songs I picked. I think it plays on the strength and softness of what my dance teacher is looking for and not to mention the drama is really good too!

Until Next Time....