Dancing Lesson #1

Today I summoned up all of my courage, and went to my first ever dancing class... SO. FUN.

I went in and we started to learn the Rhumba... the dance itself was not so hard, but then they added turns...

My turns were seriously jacked up, and by halfway through the class I was ready to leave and cry... but I didn't. I stayed, I learned other complicated things they added in (while still screwing up the turns)... and I actually had a fun time. Afterwords they had a party where everyone danced different dances, and instructors would randomly ask you to dance and then teach you the dance... I learned a bit of the Foxtrot, Merangue (OMW. I love love love the merangue... SO FUN!!!!!), Waltz, and some other random dances I've forgotten.

I was stiff, I was scared to death... but going to the class brought me one step closer to the person I want to be... the person inside, who isn't afraid to try new things and possibly look like an idiot in the process... and in a week and a half, I start Cha Cha classes!!!!!! WHEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Some highlights of my night:

*I danced with Lady Heather from CSI... it was seriously wierd. First, it was wierd, cuz I was dancing with a girl, and my eye level was also her boob level (because she was tall and wearing heels, and I of course am short, and I was wearing flats.) It was extra-specially wierd because she looked like Lady Heather, Grissoms frightningly awesome dominatrix friend/lover?.

*I made two new friends, despite feeling completely out of my element.

*I realized I need some comfy heels, since I am short and even the tall girls wear heels there.

*I only stopped dancing less than an hour ago, and my body is already showing it's displeasure with aches and pains.

*I realized that I love turns in unstructured settings... my skirt is all like WHOOSH! and I'm spinning all around... OMW! SO fun. *happy sigh* My inner child remembers doing this in her younger years, and is deeply happy to be able to be doing it again.