Brain dead...

Today I am brain dead...  I guess that's a step up from yesterday since yesterday I was a zombie (probably pretty close to the point of eating people's brains but I wasn't quite to that point).  Now that you're nice and confused, I should probably explain myself some...  =)

I am currently on vacation.  I opted to work on Friday until about one o'clock and then went home to finish getting ready for my trip.  Since I've had difficulties with flights in the past, I went to the airport early.  Luckily I did since one of the other flights was cancelled, things were a little crazy in the airport.  The flight that I travelled on was delayed for about 30 minutes but I had plenty of time before I had to catch the next flight.  I ended up arriving to my final destination about 8 am the following day.

Doesn't sound TOO bad except I only got about 2 hours of sleep that night and after work and travel, had a 3 hour dance workshop to attend yesterday as well as a performance last night.  The workshop was amazing (even if I can't remember most of what we learned) and the performance was fabulous!  There was live music that was played and the informal setting of it all was worth being a part of.

For the performance, I had two opportunities that I haven't had before -- I had the opportunity to open the show with my sword solo and I also had the opportunity to dance a duet with my Mom.  Both were opportunities (and the opportunity to attend the workshop with a dance expert) that made the sleep deprivation worth it.  After watching the video of the show that my Dad took, there are definitely ares of my dance that I would like to work on but I have to remember that I'm my own worst critic and move on.  It was so much fun to dance with Mom and then to see how we each interpreted the movements during our duet.

Having the experience to dance my sword solo in front of my parents and the dancer who lead the workshop had me feeling a little nervous before hand (my parents have never seen me dance with my sword) but I think it was good for me -- both as a dancer and personally.  The last time my parents had the opportunity to see me dance was about a year after I started dancing so I was still considered a "baby dancer."  I feel as if I have grown as a dancer since then so I was proud to dance for them in this setting.  One of the dancers told me afterwards that she loved watching me dance as well as watching my parents watch me dance because they both looked so proud of me during my performance.  That meant quite a bit to me - more than I could write about.

After all of that, I didn't expect to sleep 12 hours (since I never sleep for more than 5 or 6 if I'm lucky a night) but I guess I needed the sleep.  Muscles that I didn't expect to be sore are very sore today [during the workshop the instructor had us do yoga to warm up and cool down -- I've never been a big fan of yoga but maybe I need to start to work some of these muscle groups out...] so we spent the afternoon in the pool.  I guess only time will tell if that's true or not...  =)

Well, since the brain is shutting down, I should probably shut this down for the night.  I look forward to having an upcoming week of rest and relaxation and I hope that you have the opportunity to experience the same!!  Good night, dear readers.  =)