This morning I went to the gym, to a step class. It starts simple: step up, down…step wide (that’s the V step), step on the corner, lift your knee, step on the other corner, lift your knee three times, then V, then Ham, then V, then triple knee, triple V, double Ham…corner to corner across the bench. I’ve got this…nice rhythm, feeling strong, capable…uh oh…what the hell is a rhumba? which direction? why I am backwards…okay regroup….step, step, step..back to the triple knee…whew…oh no, she is doing the Rhumba again…how can I fake this so I keep facing the same way as the rest of the group?
Is this a metaphor for life? Stepping in the wrong direction, doing a ‘V step’ when everyone else is doing a Rhumba, or does everyone have moments of faking? If I look closely will other feet also be moving in the wrong direction, or kinda shuffling just to keep a sense of motion?
Does it matter? If we’re all grooving, swinging our arms to the beat, keeping those feet moving and feeling our hearts pump then who cares if one person faces left, someone is facing forward, three people happen to be two steps behind and the rest of us are red faced, sweaty and completely confused but still feeling proud that at least we tried!
And… during the warm up, we were totally in sync.
My advice – just enjoy moving.
In response to: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/compass/
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