I've woken up on Thanksgiving morning and rushed into the living room to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade almost every year of my life.
And of course there were parts I loved and parts where I got up and went to the bathroom or helped in the kitchen. When was my sister screaming at me from the couch "they're on!!!!!"?
You guessed it - when the Rockettes came into view.
I've loved them the first time I saw them. So symmetrical! And shiny! And pretty!
So when I found out that I had an opportunity, thanks to Caltrate and Centrum (BlogHer sponsors) to go to Radio City Music Hall and learn some routines from The Rockettes, I jumped at the chance.
And I am so glad I did. It was a blast! The two Rockettes who taught our class were as tall and lithe and gorgeous as you would expect. They were also incredibly nice.
But the real delight was that I was kicking my legs up alongside other fabulous ladies in time to music from the Christmas Spectacular. I felt like a superstar dancer even though I was in vibrams and yoga pants.
Also, you should know that I could totally be a Rockette. I'm tall enough (between 5'6" and 5'10") AND I can kick my leg up so that my toes are as high as the top of my eye. I learned that today. So, if I had learned some sense of dance or rhythm or ability to move my body in a way that doesn't look like a cross between Gumby and a robot, I would definitely be auditioning to become a Rockette.
This is my first time posting using my iPhone, so I hope it works out!
Life at the intersection of making with your hands and feeling with your heart
One of the things I find most difficult about living with myself is how easily I get paralyzed by overwhelm. I’m working on having compassion for my overwhelmed self while also finding ways to keep moving forward. In the midst of this move + construction, I’m focusing on tiny spaces of beauty in our new home. Even a few inches can feel like a sanctuary.