Mitana

Mitana is an exhilarating and refreshingly different type of dance workout. It features the fun of Mitana was created by Miguel Angel Falcon.

Born in New York City, Miguel had a lifelong dream to be the next Michael Jackson. He spent hours as a child watching anything and everything ENTERTAINMENT. Movies, Musical, Music Videos... He spent hours memorizing lines, learning songs, and learning dances. He eventually realized he wished to pursue a career in the Arts. In high school, he began singing in a band, singing in his school choir, an

d acting in his schools drama club. While very fulfilled as an actor and a singer, he felt frustrated as a dancer. Eventually he got up the courage to audition for his high school's dance squad. Making him that first male to join his high school's drill team. Wishing to further hone his skills, Miguel attended the University of Miami's Department of Theatre Arts Conservatory. He spent four years taking voice lessons, acting classes, and dance classes. Shortly after finishing school, Miguel was cast in his first professional production, a tour of "A Chorus Line" in the role of Paul San Marco. When Miguel got the courage to move to New York City, he drove there with a $350 check and an overdrawn checking account. Thus beginning his Musical Theatre career in New York City. He appeared on stage with such talents as Debby Boone, Florence Henderson, Alan Cumming, and Randy Quaid, to name a few. Along the way, Miguel was also featured in an Olive Garden commercial and on an episode of "All My Children". One day, Miguel stood in front of a fountain. He realized that more than wanting a career in the entertainment industry, he wished to have a family. He walked away from his musical theatre career and moved back to South Florida to build the family he very much longed for. Miguel then decided to pursue a career in the fitness industry. He began working in a gym as a personal trainer. As an artistic outlet, he would take whatever dance classes were available at his workplace. He began thinking, "There is more to fitness dance than is currently being offered in the industry". Thus the birth of Mitana!! Miguel has merged his knowledge of dance and performing with his knowledge of fitness to create a unique dance workout that is not only fun and exciting, but challenging and technical. With his unique teaching style, you'll walk away feeling like the superstar you KNOW you are!!! Reflecting not only in your body, but your mind, heart and spirit as well!!

10/13/2024

09/26/2024

YOU GUYS!!!
Don't get jealous... But... I just bought (made) the most cutest (yes MOST CUTEST) cell phone case EVER that exists in the history of cell phone cases and/or humanity both past, present AND future (INCLUDING multiverses!!!) - isn't that insane??? I mean, what are the odds!!! 😂 😂😂
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09/19/2024

So TWO things...

I started to write an Epic Tale about what makes this human being so incredibly valuable and special to me but... She knows why, I've already told her...

Elizabeth Vino, you are truly one of a kind... Regardless of the circumstance, your friendship, encouragement, care, and support is so unwavering, that this post doesn't begin to accurately explain my immense appreciation for you.

Today (cause today's my first day back to work) I dance for YOU!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you, my friend.

Oh yeah, also...

Today, EQX Aventura
6pm - Dance
7:15pm - Barre

06/04/2024

I consider myself an optimistic realist, inclined toward the positive. I’m most definitely a skeptic. I LIKE knowing the worst. KNOWING IT. Not looking for it. And most definitely not finding it. Knowing and accepting the worst, generally speaking, results very often in moments of profound joy. Sometimes at the simplest things. Why? Because I'm keenly aware MOST moments are NOTHING like my worst. Usually, nowhere near the general vicinity of my worst. So the recollection, I dare say, even the appreciation for one grants me immense gratitude for the other…

But you know what SUCKS??? Discovering a new low. Realizing that, what you already knew and considered HORRIFIC can, in fact, be so MUCH worse. So what then??? I guess try the opposite. I remind myself emphatically to grip for dear life to the opposite. The highlights. The peaks. The best.

Now, to be clear, in no way is this new low made ANY easier to overcome. But it does whisper to me the desire to strive towards something. A reality that presently seems almost impossibly distant.

In the worst moments, I'm most grateful for being a decisive person. There's comfort believing that anywhere I find myself I have chosen to be. I'm a person who imposes incredibly strict non-negotiable rules onto himself. Rules that, quite honestly, feel unreasonable at times. But rules that make challenging times at least bearable. Life has taught me to be obsessively mindful of my thoughts, my words, definitely my actions, and MOST IMPORTANTLY my intentions. I've learned (the hard way) that the most seemingly insignificant slip up or oversight will return to you no different than you released it. That applies both to the "good" AND the "bad".

It is my steadfast opinion that genuine kindness doesn't exist where there's a belief that it can ever be demanded it back. Kindness places no debts. It doesn't keep score. Yet I've learned genuine kindness is ALWAYS returned, often IN SPADES. Even in the form of a total stranger. I've yet to personally experience a challenging time devoid of kindness from others. EVER.

So is this the worst of times??? I guess time will ultimately tell. ITS CERTAINLY NOT THE GREATEST!!! Definitely not "having fun". Is there pain? OH YEAH!!! A lot? Much more than I releazed there would be. And it's heavy. Only made heavier when I battle against or struggle to accept it.

Still doing my best. Even if my best might appear like a feeble attempt. I'm giving it all I've got. I recognize the understanding I'm getting. Which reminds me: PATIENCE (especially with myself) is a virtue.

I JUST WANT IT ALL PERFECT NOW!!! NO MORE BOO BOOS!!! No, I'm joking (except really I'm not). Just sharing.

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05/21/2024

She's gone. I've now lost all three of the things that were so meaningful to my life. Each loss causing me to become way too familiar with very deep, very real, very different, and very intense types of pain and loss.

FRUSTRATION Carter. Knowing he was but a short driving distance away. Choosing to respect the wishes of the other party responsible for him, despite learning that this other party had left him behind in someone else's care. Experiencing the impact of that choice when I was told he'd passed. And learning to make peace with the guilt. Because other than waging a fullout war with this other party, I'd have done anything to spend any time with him. This is how I learned to never put someone else's needs or wishes ahead of my own. That's never suffering silence. You'll only have to learn to live with the regret of that choice.

HELPLESSNESS. Theo. I consider myself incredibly blessed to have earned the privilege to know this kind of bond with a dog. I am alive today because of him. I learned to keep myself mentally and emotionally sound because of him. He mirrored my every emotion. I love my 3 dogs more than I can explain. Losing Theo (the youngest - almost exactly a year ago), rather suddenly and entirely too fast rattled me to my core. Experiencing his throat gradually closing until he couldn't breathe. I tried everything. I researched and learned how to keep him, not just alive, but happy and comfortable. Because what else could I do for the thing that inspired me to look forward to seeing tomorrow again? Until one day, he looked at me with an expression that said "Daddy help me!" Knowing all options had been exhausted. And then losing him. There was nothing more I could do.

ENDURING AGONY. Lizzie. Her gradual decline. And, again, trying everything. Lizzie was a fighter. She was willful. I promised her as long as she fought, I'd fight right along with her. And she fought. REALLY hard. And she kept on. I felt proud of her for that. And then she got tired. And despite seeing that she clearly wanted to, she just had no more fight left in her. I watched it all go down. I've cried more times than anyone will ever know. From watching her persist to knowing that, with every passing second, my time with her was drawing to a close. And now here I am. By choice.

GUILT. All three. I'm FINALLY free. No, not of them. I love them. You can't imagine the many times I wished to wake up the next day and have them magically turned into human children. For 16 years I've wanted to move on from a past that in no way was relevant to my present. I found myself wondering, "what is it like for someone who's gone thru a messy divorce now WITH A CHILD???" Loving someone(s) so much that reminded you of a time you'd much rather forget. Yet knowing you're a parent. And you must do right by your kids. I grew to feel incredibly bound to those ties. And, for a long time, I no longer wished to be. I DON'T MEAN MY DOGS! Yet I also knew this desire directly correlated to their presence in this world. And I feel like a disgusting human being for the very thought. If I could have all three here with me right now, healthy and happy, I'd do it without giving it a second thought.

My heart and soul are shattered to a thousand bits. I'm exhausted. A whole chapter of my life is gone. The things from the past they bound me to (again by choice) are FINALLY severed. The chronic reminder of a past long gone is over. They were maybe the only thing I've ever done in my life that are anywhere near the vicinity of perfect. They were an enormous source of joy in my life. Also of chronic pain. In them, I was always reminded of the enormously shortsighted and severe errors of my past. Mistakes that I can in no way correct or undo. I've evolved into someone incredibly aware of my many shortcomings. They were my constant.

I hurt this much because I chose to love this much. I don't wish this pain upon my worst enemy. And yet I know there are people in the world familiar with so much worse. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Goodbye my angels. Your boundless love left behind a better person.

Elizabeth, my little girl. Thank you for fighting so hard to stay with me so long. Trust that daddy will be fine. May you find the rest your so deserve.