Today was an excellent day. Side note: I'm wrecked after today, in such a great way. I made it back to Muay Thai at Black Rose (http://blackrosecrossfit.com/) this morning round 11am. It was me, Aaron (the owner and head coach and good family friend) and this really great guy by the name of Eric. Never has being punched, grabbed and kneed in the face been so enjoyable. I love this style. And Eric was good, patient and controlled. Aaron was also all of those things, but he also hit like a freight train thrown by god, aimed by Bruce Lee. You knew he was there when that fist landed, lemme tell you. Big fan. Knees, kicks, body work sections with a serious over under combo (my favorite), and plenty of control work with the quick pads rounded out my morning. Such a blast. Love it.
A word on Domeka Parker. Domeka does not live in the world that most call their own, and their in lies her confounding magnificence. She is the daughter of one of my favorite people, and my favorite professor, improv and acting guru Scott Parker. I've known Scott for...holy hell, going on ten years now. He's like a father to me, making Domeka that amazing, strange and wonderful talented sister. I'm impressed by her not for her amazing talent or teaching skills, but her ability to believe so whole heatedly in something, and then continue to grow. What truly gets me about her is being able to see someone so confident, someone who knows they have the right answer, achieve success, learn something new, and then believe that the new answer is also the right answer. I used to think this meant she was wishy-washy when I was first getting to know her. Now, I see that it's her ability to understand and assimilate and continue on that grants her such an impressive confidence and skill set. It's constant evolution, while still bringing those around her along for the gain.
Habit RPG update: lvl 14. Blue sword. Swanky chain hat. leather duds. wooden shield. Dragon composed of condensed midnight. Win.
I love my dance studio. I'll probably write several things about it. The two things sticking out in my mind right now, though, are two incredible teachers, Jill Dickman and Danial Brown. I had the friggin' enjoying as all hell privilege of taking Danial's class with Jill, and seeing what a real jazz dancers can do. I frequently say that "I used to be good," but it was just something I'd picked up from watching Fosse, Steven, Al Minns and way too much broadway. Jill and Danial are the real deal, what I am working to become. The combo was hot, the class was vibrant, and between Danial's spot on teaching and Jill's personality, skill and energy, I don't think I'd had a better night in some time taking class. The girls a rockstar. Had my first private with Danial, working the simple things that I never really learned (turns, stretches and proper technique mostly). It felt good, starting anew. I'm a good dancer, a good choreographer and an okay guy, but I've always lacked a solo guru of sorts. It was so easy to work with Danial. He teaches how I like and is a great man, a person that I really look up to. Below is his combo (same one, different night). I was so afraid to try from square 1 again, but it's painless, it really is. Unless you count the stretching, then it fuckin' hurts. No, really, I'm in pain here.
I'm growing, I'm learning, I'm on the right track.
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