Tappity tap tap

I realise today’s Friday and that really, today’s post ought to be fun, but instead of providing you with quizzes, articles or generally comedy, I will instead provide amusement via my own, ridiculous, life…

It struck me a little while ago that I was losing steam on my whole 2010 Firsts thing. Nearly 6 months into the year, I’ve not actually achieved much that was on my original list – my eyes remain un-contact lensed; neither driving test has been booked and I’ve been dissuaded from trying out the redhead thing. [Any London friends able to recommend a good place to get waxed and want to come with me?!] There have been plenty of other things that have made it onto the list, but I need to be a bit more intentional.

One item on the list was ‘take a dance class’. A couple of weeks ago I bumped into a colleague (R) who mentioned that he and C were thinking about taking a tap class and would I like to join them? While tap wouldn’t be my first choice of dance, I figured it would be an amusing experience and in the spirit of 2010 Firsts said yes.

Last night was tap-dancing time. As further details of the plan emerged, I began to worry. The location of the class was none other than Pineapple Studios – current location of a cult Sky TV show (though, as it’s on Sky I’ve only seen a couple of episodes). Actual professional dancers go to classes there – for years I’ve known dancing friends speak of the amazingly difficult classes they’ve taken on the premises. As a result, even beginner’s tap at such an esteemed location had me quaking in my [tap] shoes.

We nearly chickened out. Over Japanese food before the class we pondered the option of simply going to the pub and pretending we’d been to the class, but we went and once the day membership stamp of the studio was on my wrist, I felt like a bona fide dancer!

Before: Getting stamped & the boys in their footwear (and C’s white yoga pants…) 

It was no walk in the park, but a lot of fun. Thrown in at the deep (well, deep-ish) end, we simply had to follow the instructor’s moves and try to ensure our feet matched the rhythm of tapping echoing across the studio. I was rather relieved that my promised tap shoes had fallen through as not making noise meant that my mistakes were less noticeable! 
We survived the hour and left the studios on a high of tap-tapping adrenalin, skipping through Covent Garden re-enacting various shuffles, shimmies and shakes – we were a sight to behold. Honestly. Then, to complete the public humiliation, R decided we needed a photo and stopped a passer-by to get one. The shame.
It was R’s idea to do jazz hands – can’t for the life of me think why I agreed. 
Anyway, another 2010 First is done and dusted. Plus, yesterday I also interviewed people for an actual job and that’s two firsts in one day – it also means we’ve appointed ‘my assistant’, which is simply a grandiose way of referring to someone who’s actually way more qualified than me who’ll be working on a big research project with me. (Plus, it annoys C because he hasn’t got an assistant – hah!) 
And as for the dancing – I’ll be back. Probably not for tap, I’m not sure it’s really my thing; but I’ve spotted a beginner’s ballet class that I’d love to try…

Comments

  1. I think that it was VERY BRAVE of you to go to Pineapple Studios. I absolutely love all dance but I’ve never quite got tap. Ballet is up there at the top of my favourites. Do let us know how you get on with it.

  2. Thanks! Always good to take a step out of the comfort zone!
    Am hoping that a couple of years of pilates classes will make ballet less of a shock to the system – we’ll see…

  3. Haha…brilliant…!! I want to come work in your office and go to beginner ballet classes!!! Hmmm…MRDF volunteer anyone…?

  4. Loving the new look! Very pretty.

  5. Jo – blogger have just released a new design function that’s infinitely better than the old system, really worth playing with. (Got a tad confused by your comment initially, was trying to work out if I’d had a new hairdo!)

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