Collected Thoughts

I had a BLAST tonight. I want to the regular Wednesday dance after dance class ( I go to Arthur Murray, snicker if you want but I'm loving it...I'm learnig ballroom and Latin dance and I've lost 10 lbs so far).

I danced almost every single hustle (one of my favorites) with L who is a GREAT dancer and usually only dances with really experienced dancers but he dances with me. Because 1)I'm there and I ask and he's nice and 2) I think he likes to dance with me. He throws new moves at me all the time and I try to follow, dancing with him as REALLY improved my following. Also I danced Cha Cha with M, who I love to cha cha with. I waltzed with H...he's an associate instructor at Arthur Murray, I always try to grab him for waltzes and mereneges during class. He's waltzes are very swoopy and elegant and grand.

PLUS there was a guy I hadn't met before, D. Nice, funny, intelligent. Mostly a Country and Western dancer, but he knows Swing (my weakest dance) and he helped me out with it. All these guys are great leads and I love to dance with them. Plus they are TALL.

I'm not really tall---5'7", ---but most of the guys I end up dancing with are pretty much my height. Except for H, these guys are 6'3+. It's cool to dance with someone taller. Plus I always learn something when I dance with them.

So I had a wonderful time, my legs ache. At times I felt like I had just run a sprint and was sweating, but that's one thing I love about dancing. Besides the fact that it's fun, there's a great feeling of accomplishment when I'm done. Plus I love putting on a show and trying to be dramatic or sexy or flirty or whatever the particular dance calls for. I think I'm getting better at it.