Every so often, an urge will strike me and I just have to run with it. (I promise, this post is PG.) Sometimes it's easy, and I just have to hightail it to the scrapbooking store or yoga studio. Lately, though, I have been seized by the urge to tap dance. I could blame the cute girl on "So You Think You an Dance" or the recent episode of Psych where Gus teaches Lassiter the basics. Really, though, I think it's more about reclaiming something I loved when I was young and gave up for no particular reason. I love to dance, I always have. In school, musical theater and show choir were my absolute favorite things to do. Practice was fun. Grueling practice was even more fun. And I really loved to tap dance. The shows I love most, even to this day, are tap heavy: Thoroughly Modern Millie, 42nd Street, A Chorus Line..
Why do we give up on things that we love? Why does that timer bell go off and say, "Oh! I'm 25 (or 30 or 50) and I'm too old now to (fill in the blank). I have more important things to do." What is more important than spending time doing things that make us happy? Maybe I've hit that second bell, the one that says, "When I'm an old woman, I shall wear purple." I'll do whatever I want, and I won't wait until I'm old. I haven't tapped in almost 18 years, not seriously anyway, and I have no real plans what to do with my reclaimed talents. I'll probably just use them to annoy the kids and entertain Bobby. But I'm off to buy tap shoes all the same. And it's going to be fun!Labels: dance, fun, Lezli Goodwin, musical, tap dance, theater
