A New Beginning

As I begin this blog, I am hopeful. Hopeful that my dance partner Liza and I succeed in the task we took upon ourselves. Nearly a month ago, we decided to become dance partners. Two weeks later we danced our first competition, the Mid-Atlantic DanceSport Championships in MD, and the quality of our dancing and result were far beyond what anyone would have expected after a measly two weeks. I would say that it was even less time to prepare than that as I live in Boston, MA and she lives in Brooklyn, NY, but we made it work.

Every Thursday after my last class at Northeastern University in Boston, MA, I drag my suitcase to South Station and get on the 3:30pm Bolt Bus to New York City. The four and a half hour journey hardly seems long anymore, and I get to NY just in time for practice. Liza meets me in the city and we dance till late. Until Sunday, we have to make those few days count. Unlike most couples, we have to compensate for the little time we get together, but we do this for the common goal of becoming great dancers.

Many won't understand the sacrifices dancers make for their art and sport, but for me its not a choice or a decision. I have to dance, I have to compete, and I will do everything in my power to get to the top. This hunger, this thirst for competition is what Liza and I hold in common. And that drives us to push our bodies to the limits for our sport, DanceSport.