My heart sank during today's practice for Sunday's show. Despite all the self-talk, imagery, and hours listening to a motivational CD, the stage fright was back. I felt that I had no tools to work with for getting ready for the show.
But maybe all is not lost. G. and I warmed up with a bolero. I was thinking that it was the best bolero I'd ever done and wondering if it really was as good as I thought. When we finished, G. congratulated me and D., who was coaching today, applauded and said it was the best bolero I'd ever done. So I feel I've made a major breakthrough. It was musical and expressive and different from how I've ever danced before.
I did the Bojangles routine with the best expression I've ever had.
And I found out we're starting out with the competition Sunday and ending with the show. And somehow that vastly comforted me. The show is like an afterthought. People's attention will be winding down. Somehow that's a huge comfort.
Meanwhile, I'm trying to etch the applejack into my brain. And I'm taking comfort in the thought that despite feeling the nerves today, I danced well. If the real thing goes as well as today's practice did, I'll have a lot to be proud of.
And D. pointed out that even if the applejack gets messed up, what people will notice is that my feet were moving. How do they know what it was supposed to look like?
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