Anyway, she knows I used to Irish dance & wanted me to teach her some more steps this afternoon. So off we go into the kitchen, move the table to the side so we've got some floor space & I teach her some steps but a few things quite surprised me...
1. I seem to be able to remember more than I thought I did.
2. Just how quickly do kids pick things up?!
I was teaching the steps to her & after a few practices she had them down pat! Unbelievable & really quite annoying because it meant I spent an hour caning my feet & legs dancing with her, I haven't danced properly for a few years now & I'd forgotten quite how much I enjoyed it. Little sister has lessons at an after school club type thing & was showing me what she'd learnt a few weeks ago & for 9 she's quite good even if we did end up having the giggles midway through a dance, not helped by the fact she has an infectious laugh! Breathing became quite difficult...Lol
Really we could have done with my one brother as he can play the bodhran but never mind, stereo was second best. So after dancing for about an hour & teaching her a bit I've realised I actually quite miss it, I only stopped because I didn't have the time & it was either dance or horses. Needless to say there wasn't a choice to be made as horses won hands down (Or should that be hooves?!)
I have a little more time to spare now so may take it up again, especially as it brought back loads of memories of me dancing through seeing her dance. The excitement, energy & the music, the elation at perfecting difficult steps then performing them with a partner or in a group, magic.
I really enjoyed it but now my muscles are screaming at me a little bit, haven't danced for that amount of time for absolutely aaaages & I just know that come tomorrow morning there will be a few
"Ah, ah, ouch!"
type sounds escaping from my mouth....