When I started kung fu almost 5 years ago, I *thought* I was uncoordinated. I asked my body to move in ways it had never moved before, and – on the whole – it refused to do so. Combine bad hand-eye-coordination with a lack of balance, more than 100 extra pounds of fat, and a lifetime of klutziness, and you get a big, sloppy mess.
But let me tell you: I didn’t know what uncoordinated was until my first Hip Hop class on Monday! I’ve entered a brand new realm of uncoordination that I had never dreamed of!
My biggest issue was doing the moves quickly. I could do them slowly (or at least some approximation of the moves), but then we did them at speed with the music, and I had no chance.
I felt ridiculous.
Or at least I would have felt ridiculous if I was the only one who wasn’t very good. Instead, it was a very friendly group of people, none of whom seemed to be particularly adept at dancing Hip Hop. Everyone was just trying their best and having a good time.
Rather than feeling foolish for being uncoordinated at the moves, I simply had a ton of fun!
I can’t believe I waited so long to get up the nerve to take a class like this – and really only did it now because a friend was doing it. Yes, having a friend there makes it better (obviously), but after having taken the class, I realize that I made it out to be far more intimidating than it actually is, and I could have done it on my own all along.
I’m going to file this information away for the next time my irrational fears are preventing me from doing something I really want to do.
