published in Life Balance by Maryanne | November 2, 2010

Confessions of a Dirty Shoe Dancer

 
“You did not come to sit on the sidelines and watch. You came to dance.”
 

 – Veronica Hay, Magazine of People and Possibilities

Several months after I moved to Vancouver Island (back in 2010), I went to my second hip hop dance class in Victoria. Things didn’t go so well. Although the classes had officially started in September, the first class I actually got around to attending was early October.

This meant I missed the first class, which I presume was the one where our teacher would’ve informed the class about the dirty shoe rule:

NO OUTDOOR FOOTWEAR ALLOWED IN THE STUDIO

Alas, no mention of this rule was made in the one class I attended – nor was it posted anywhere. Apparently, however, said rule exists – and I broke it. Big time. Since I’d been dancing for more than nine years, I should have known better.

And I do. In fact, during that one class I did attend, I admit to noticing a small gathering of sand collecting around my feet. However, instead of removing the evidence, I simply dispersed it by spreading it around a bit with my hand – and then hoped for the best.

Well, the best didn’t happen…at least, not for the barefoot African dancers who happened to dance after us. Alas, when I returned the following week, our teacher reminded us to only wear indoor footwear because, “somebody obviously wore dirty runners last week and the mess left behind was disastrous for the next class.”

Oops. I felt the blood rush to my face.

But instead of confessing, I did the next best thing. I immediately took off my shoes and ran into the bathroom to clean them off, which is where I got to thinking…I really don’t like this dance studio anyway. It’s too far of a drive from where I live in Sidney, the parking is horrendous and although I only took one class, I could tell this much: it was heavy on choreography and light on skill development.

Now, a professional dancer I am obviously not. However, I did train under Tara Wilson of Pulse Studios in Calgary for years. As far as hip hop teachers go, she was second to none. Tara taught me to feel the dance – not just remember the moves. And the difference is significant.

If I wanted to dance in music videos, then yes, choreography is rather important. But I’m forty-six years old! I want to dance for the fun of it versus struggling to remember – and replicate – a staggering amount of complicated dance sequences.

Speaking of being in my fourth decade, what I did next – after leaving the bathroom – was perhaps a tad immature for a woman my age. But boy, did it feel good! I lifted my head (and still scarlet face) high, walked back into the studio, picked up my water bottle and jacket, went into the waiting room, put my dirty shoes back on – and then ran down the three flights of stairs and out the front door.

Hah!

And on the drive home, I got thinking some more. This wasn’t just about dirty shoes.

Here’s what I’ve noticed in my hip hop classes over the years: the women in their late teens and early twenties are often very good at quickly remembering and repeating complex dance sequences – but they don’t necessarily exhibit a heck of a lot of passion or authenticity.

And isn’t that a powerful metaphor for how we sometimes live our lives? For in our twenties, we do tend to put a great deal of focus on getting it right – doing what needs to be done and in the right sequence – but not necessarily taking the time to question what we are doing, why we are doing it, whether we’re even enjoying it…and whether or not it’s right for us.

Then, in our thirties, it’s almost as if someone pushes the fast forward button that makes the music go ridiculously fast – but instead of turning the speed back to normal, we just dance faster and faster in an ever increasing state of busyness…trying to get it all done, in somewhat the right order and without falling to the floor in exhaustion and tears.

It often isn’t until our forties and fifties – or older – that we finally start to slow down, relax and actually feel what we’re doing. This seems to be when we develop the confidence and courage to miss out on a few steps in the sequence and focus instead on doing the steps we love. It’s almost as if we begin to actually hear the music – the rhythms of our lives, bodies, minds, hearts and souls – and live/dance in a way that reflects who we are, versus trying to diligently duplicate what everyone else is doing.

I never did go back to that dance studio. Instead, I found a place to dance closer to home – but it’s not hip hop, instead it’s a dance called “Nia.” I love it, my teacher is fantastic and best of all…we get to dance barefoot 🙂

Maryanne Pope is the author of A Widow’s Awakening. She is the CEO of Pink Gazelle Productions Inc and the Chair of the John Petropoulos Memorial Fund


16 Comments

  1. Terri Garbutt on November 2nd, 2010 at 7:19 pm:

    You are so right gazelle!
    Loved your little story and hope you find your Hip Hop Heaven eventually.
    I am always doing the mirror image move of my pilates instructor, which she finds comical. I just call it exercise dyslexia. Dance classes? Fugetaboutit! Nobody is ever going to ask me to be on DWTS.

  2. esther kane on December 1st, 2010 at 8:55 pm:

    You got it girlfriend- if the dance studio don’t fit, don’t wear it! Us older, wiser women need to find a place where our fabulous outrageousness is welcomed, encouraged, and embraced.

  3. Lorraine Herle on March 30th, 2011 at 12:03 am:

    Mayanne,
    I just received your e-zine today and I loved your inspiring letter for March 2011, but I have to tell you…I’ve been a dancer all my life, (just quit at the age of 42 because I moved to B.C. and couldn’t replicate my experience in Alberta…) you are so “On Pointe” about our 20’s, 30’s, and 40’s!!

    The 20’s are about getting it right and being superwoman, the 30’s are about super woman at high speed….but I did crash to the floor in tears…now in my forties I finally get it…I know who I am. And boy does it feel good.

  4. Maryanne on March 31st, 2011 at 4:25 pm:

    Hi Lorraine! Great to hear from you and glad my dirty shoe dancer article hit a chord with you! It is kinda nice to be on the forties end of all that learning, isn’t it 🙂

    Take care and hope to see you soon…I’ll likely be heading up your way in April and/or May.
    Maryanne

  5. sharon aka shong on May 28th, 2014 at 10:59 am:

    love your story dancing Maryanne. 🙂

  6. Shan on May 28th, 2014 at 12:22 pm:

    Fab piece of writing Maryanne. I’m in my 40s and even thought it’s been my most challenging decade so far, it’s also been my most freeing because I’ve learned that personal tragedy is eventually followed by personal triumph. I’ve learned, and now appreciate, that no one does the dance of life exactly the same way and that everyone dances to a different drummer — whether they admit it or not. Conformity is overrated 🙂

  7. Colin Gilchrist on May 29th, 2014 at 1:48 pm:

    Great story Maryanne we’re not just getting but we’re getting wiser and funner. Is that a word?

    Colin

  8. Kathleen on May 31st, 2014 at 9:07 pm:

    Way to go Maryanne! Keep on dancing!

  9. Lydia on November 14th, 2016 at 2:11 pm:

    This is too funny. I’m so glad you kept dancing. It’s just a joyful way to exercise, isn’t it? 🙂

  10. Maryanne on November 14th, 2016 at 3:45 pm:

    Hi Lydia! Dancing IS a joyful way to exercise, absolutely! In fact, I have a Nia dance class tonight 🙂

    Take care and thanks for reading!
    Maryanne

  11. Elaine Mansfield on February 27th, 2017 at 1:28 pm:

    Love it. I’m glad you kept dancing, too. I love dancing, but hearing loss has made it nearly impossible. Sometimes I dance to the playlist in my head.

  12. Maryanne on March 4th, 2017 at 10:15 am:

    Hi Elaine! Yup, if you gotta dance to the playlist in your head, that’ll do 🙂

    Take care and thanks for reading,
    Maryanne

  13. Arleen on May 10th, 2017 at 2:47 pm:

    I remember this one. Loved it then. Love it now. You are such a JOY to have in class. You “Get It”… Dancing our Authentic Selves and finding the Yummy! Hope to see you on the weekend for our Play Day. Wouldn’t be the same without you…

  14. Maryanne on May 11th, 2017 at 9:14 am:

    I LOVE dancing Nia with you, Arleen!! I am so grateful to have you as my teacher 🙂

    I am really looking forward to dancing on Saturday on Saltspring…I have been resting up for it!
    Maryanne

  15. Elaine Mansfield on January 30th, 2019 at 2:42 pm:

    One of the most exciting possibilities with a coming cochlear implant (sound gets turned on mid March, 2019) is I’ll be able to dance to music again. I love dancing. When weather is wild (-8 tonight with 40 MPH winds), dancing would feel so good. I lift weights dutifully. I’ll use the rowing machine and do a few high impact exercises for bones, but I want to dance to music I love and new music. I want to not cringe because of what the distorted sound does to my head. I will dance. Damn it, I will!

  16. Maryanne on February 5th, 2019 at 3:55 pm:

    Yes, you WILL dance again, Elaine!! Do what you can…and keep me posted! Dancing is SO important 🙂
    Take care, happy feet!
    Maryanne

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