Started the morning with a workout. I am without a gym for the moment, so I am stuck doing body weight exercises (with the benefit of a nice set of bars). I'm up to doing > 20 pull-ups in a session now (certainly not consecutively). Feels kind of good, although nothing compared to Bruce Lee's 50 consecutive one-armed pull-ups.
I played the first game of risk, I've played in quite a while. I won.
Back Alley Blues was amazing. I followed Michael Smith for a good while; we talked about following - what to concentrate on when trying to get better. Specifically, Michael mentioned momentum and frame.
I've come to the conclusion that following at the basic level is composed of:
1. Momentum
2. Frame
3. Lack of Anticipation
4. Collection and Balance
5. Self Defense
Michael talked a bit about how adding styling works. Specifically, accentuating the momentum already in the dance with flourishes is a good way to start doing things.
I danced a couple of great dances with other follows and Lessa Lamb, the moderator suggested that I dance on video. I got a bit of the first time shakes, but I'm smooth enough to cover most of it.
It was really weird watching myself dance. Not quite as weird as hearing myself speak, but it definitely had the same quality.
I also got some good feedback that I'm weight-shifting wide which means that I'm not being definitive in my weight shifts.
Hopefully I'll be able to post some video later on.
Also, I have a few really great dances in close embrace. I've pretty much avoided the position due to its utter and ridiculous sexiness (and the difficulty a lack of space adds to dancing in general), but I feel like my repertoire is limited without being able to do it well. I'm mostly happy with how things worked out - the connection was great and I was able to walk and do most things well, but *cough* distractions abound. Hopefully such things will improve with practice.
After Back Alley Blues, I went to have a drink at Lucid with my roommate Martin. I was magical - the live jazz was stunning and the house red I got was very nice. The jazz was so nice I really didn't mind that it was at the edge of my threshold of volume tolerance much of the time. There's something really magical about the whole place - clearly I need to stay away from the place; it is simply too delightful.
I'm thinking that I should bud off a dance blog. I don't really post much to anything these days so we'll see, but if the next few entries go like this, it might be a good idea.