The Foot Returns

May 7, 2010

I’ve kept you waiting and that wasn’t nice.

But my first two-footed no-boot dance callback went splendidly! I was able to do a lovely pirouette on my right side, I rocked out the “Seventy Six Trombones” combo, I baton twirled my pièce de shoe rack as I slid down into a split, and I was asked to return for final callbacks in October! Hoorah, hoorah, what a lovely way to return to the world of the dance.

Not only are my feet feeling quite extraordinary, they are also looking rather elegant. I’ve done them up in an iridescent golden pink for their return to the public eye and also for my one true love’s upcoming return to New York.

Inspired by my “Music Man” experience, I am now quite looking forward to my auditions this week. I am a bit nervous for the tap one, so my physical therapist suggested I walk around my apartment in my tap shoes so my foot adjusts to the three inch heel. Bet my roommate and neighbors will love that one!

I think I’m going to tackle spin class tomorrow; I’m torn between that and biking up to 100th and Amsterdam to get something from the Michael’s craft store. I guess it’s silly to bike in place for an hour and then take the subway uptown five miles. I’m leaning towards just making the trek. Hopefully my bike can take it. I mean, I know that my legs can. By the way, my left leg extensions are killer. All that barre in my kitchen to keep my leg in shape totally paid off.

Nevertheless, my entire body is sore beyond belief from dancing for four hours yesterday. I made it through three separate dance combinations and cuts. And in between each one, I did about a million kicks and splits and kicks a la baton and splits whilst baton-ing. The dance is not as easy as we make it look.

So, tonight I’m taking it easy, gearing up for my bike marathon tomorrow and catching up on some guitar tunes. Jacques is wiped out from our speed racer walk to and from Union Square. Our new roommate is out on the town, putting us old biddies to shame.

Happy Friday!