MORNING STRETCH CLASS …..Monday – Friday @ 8:00am

MORNING STRETCH CLASS (40mins )

Morning stretching is important for your body to help kick-start your energy levels, aid circulation and increase flexibility in muscles and joints. Ease morning back stiffness. A full body stretch can provide the best start to your day!

Class size limited to 10 participants to ensure individualized attention to proper form and alignment. I am a fitness instructor and classically trained dancer who studied at the Julian E. Blanco School of Classical Ballet in Puerto Rico, and am a former member of The School of American Ballet (the official ballet school of New York City Ballet), Ballet Classico and Ballet de San Juan. I know the importance of a good morning stretch and proper technique. Join me weekdays, Monday through Friday, at 8am!

Only on Zoom
$7 per class
$10 unlimited weekly

Please pay by Venmo to receive the Zoom link for class! 

http://www.venmo.com/Xinmotion

Questions?  Email xcursionsinmotion@gmail.com 

Manic Mondays in Central Park @ 5:30pm.

Manic Mondays in Central Park @ 5:30pm.

Please join me for my next outdoor, socially distant cardio dance class in Central Park!

Please note earlier time – the days are getting shorter!

$10 – prefer payment by Venmo www.venmo.com/Xinmotion

Email xcursionsinmotion@gmail.com to reserve your spot and get meeting location.

Wear a mask and a smile!!!

Xavier Marzan

A classically trained ballet dancer, Xavier Marzan grew up in Puerto Rico, where he studied at the Julian E. Blanco School of Classical Ballet. He was a member of The School of American Ballet (the official ballet school of New York City Ballet), Ballet Classico and Ballet de San Juan. After an injury in 1998 cut short his professional ballet career, Xavier turned his passion for dance to the world of Ballroom, which he has been teaching and performing for more than 10 years. He is a certified ballroom instructor who has taught at Arthur Murray Dance Studios and Soho Dance Studio in New York, specializing in salsa, cha cha, rumba and dance technique. Xavier is also a certified Zumba® and Aqua Zumba® instructor and an instructor at Z Club NY, the first studio in New York City dedicated primarily to offering Zumba® Fitness classes.

Most recently, Xavier founded X-cursions in Motion, LLC — to combine and share his passion for travel, his dedication to health and fitness, his love of dance, and his interest in creating and producing themed special events. X-cursions are active retreats that offer structured dance and fitness classes in exciting destinations, while delighting in gourmet meals, local culture and group fun.  X-perience the difference!  www.xinmotion.com

 

Xavier’s Background:

  • Classically trained ballet dancer
  • Former member of The School of American Ballet (the official ballet school of New York City Ballet), Ballet Classico and Ballet de San Juan
  • Certified Ballroom Dance instructor, certified in American Style Rhythm, Rhumba (Bronze), Cha Cha and Salsa on 2
  • Founder and owner of X-cursions in Motion, LLC, hosting small group dance and fitness & Adventure retreats

A SWING EXPERIENCE…. BY MASAE KUSADA

Practice Makes Perfect-ly Passable?
Somehow the path of my little dance project has led me to this. A performance. That’s right folks in front of real live people!
Yep, that sh*t cray. The gal who’s terrified of eight counts of eight in a jam circle has somehow voluntarily put herself in a situation to spend an entire song in front of other humans.
For the last 11 weeks I have been practicing my little keds off, trying to get this routine down. I’ve had to learn steps like Solo Charleston, Fishtails, Boogie-backs, Falling off the Log and other whacky names. Note to self, whoever this Shorty George fellow is, I’m gonna kick him in the shin when I meet him.
Not only do I have to get all the steps down, you want me to actually listen to the music AND count? I know I’m Asian and this whole numbers thing should come a bit more naturally but…my overly analytical chick brain keeps overwhelming me to a point where I lose track of everything. And it all just goes blank.
Thanks to my beautiful dance-mates shouting cues like “left foot!”, “step!”, I wasn’t a total hot mess. I would have been even more clueless if it weren’t for them. I was simply determined not to be the weakest link.
See, the thing about these performance situations is that there’s no warming up. You get one shot. That’s it. No second chance. No do-overs. As Eminem put it so eloquently “You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow. This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo”. Ok, ok so this isn’t that dramatic. We actually get another opportunity in 2 days.

Game time.
Shaky knees? check!
Sweaty palms? Check!
Queeze slash nausea? Check!
Glass of booze? Check!

All that hard work for a mere 4 minutes. All that practice to be, meh.
I’ll let you be the judge (hopefully a not-so-harsh judge 😉

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Diary of a Clumsy Dreamer Take #1

by Masae Kusada

Diary of a Clumsy Dreamer

Confession. I’ve watched Swing Kids over a dozen times and always end up day dreaming that I’m dancing away in a frilly dress with Thomas (a.k.a. not yet crazy Dark Knight Christian Bale)Whether it’s swinging with hotties or poppin’ and lockin’ your way to avenging Chris Brown a la Stomp the Yard. We all have crazy dance fantasies, right?
The only problem is….I can’t dance. Sure, shakin’ it at the bars after a few drinks? No problem! I can do that! But partner dancing?! I’m like a dyslexic T-Rex. Go ahead, take a second and conjure that image in your head.
But sometimes you gotta be brave right? So that’s what I did. I signed up for Brian and Samantha’s Charleston class.
Solo Charleston. Yikes! And Partnered Charleston. Double yikes!
Brian and Samantha are maybe the most charming people you’ve ever met. Their love of dance is abundant and infectious. They know how to make you laugh even when you feel like a total buffoon. There’s zero pretentiousness and tons of encouragement.
 The first class was the solo. Which is like an old-timey aerobics class. Kicking and stepping until you’re in a full on sweat. Think Charlie Chaplin Zumba.
Partner Charleston was less physically intense but even more challenging. My uncoordinated self affecting the enjoyment of others…not ideal. But all the leaders were patient and super supportive, despite kicked shins and stomped toes.
Week 1 complete. Got a few moves to practice in the safety of my own home. And no major embarrassing falls. I think all in all that equates to a good first lesson. Now I’m little bit closer to making my day dreams a reality.
So I’m gonna keep at it and keep on trying. Putting one foot in front of the other…and maybe even throw in a rock step 😉

 

 

 

Diary of a Clumsy Dreamer: Take 2

by Masae Kusada

Not-So Divine Comedy.

In Dante’s Inferno there are nine circles of hell. For me…there’s one and only one. It manifests itself in the form of a Jam Circle. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this ring of misery, wiki will tell you that it’s where “Dancers clear a circle (jam circle or dance circle) and dancers or dance couples take turns showing their best tricks while the remaining dancers cheer the jammers on.” And now that’s all fine and dandy if you have these said tricks in your repertoire but when it takes all your coordination just to remember when to kick knee kick, this circle becomes the shape of nightmares. You want me to do what? Dance while everyone watches? My reaction? Oh heeeeellllll no (insert finger wag and head bob here).
To the dismay of one particular individual (the ring leader of this particular dance experiment) you will find no pics of this circle here.
Instead you’ll see us scare-crowing (yes! As in, follow the yellow brick road). Here’s silly Samantha doing her strong man impression instead of scarecrow.

This week in the partnered charleston class we covered what to do if you miss connecting with your partner and let’s face it, that’s gonna be happening a lot with me so this was a vital lesson.
The rest of the evening was fine, fun even. Don’t mistake that blurry smile for joy though. That smirk is just camouflage for my confusion.

I know I said last time that I would “try” but in the immortal words of my life guru Yoda, “Do or do not. There is no try”.
Despite every fiber of my being screaming “do not!”, I choose to do. Even if it means making a fool of myself, at least it’ll be funny.

 

Want to catch a swing class ? go to … www.samantha-and-brian.com