How do you adapt yourself in the dance floor when music changes drastically?
What’s the transition like for you? How do you manage unexpected shifts?
The other day, in the middle of the global lockdown, when gyms and venues were fully closed, a notification showed up on my phone reminding me that I supposed to be at the swimming pool in 15 minutes…
Life changed with a health crisis that cancelled all our well prepared events.
I was ready for that event. I trained for months, I fundraised for two charities, I enrolled a brilliant swimming coach. I was ready. My body was in good shape to perform a decent front crawl.
But the tune changed and I stumbled. I thought I was in charge. What an illusion! Life, nature, has been in free flow and something somehow has been teaching us a lesson.
That day I was writing, instead of swimming. Not in the changing room, not trying my new flashy goggles. Not surrounded by swimmers and instead of pushing water, it was a keyboard that got pressed by my fingers. Instead of being in a busy pool, I was in my living room. Self isolating and improvising.
Music changed abruptly, and I had to learn how to keep my dance alive and to forgive myself for any clumsiness when the floor shifted.
