I wish I knew how to dance. Not just how to dance when I go to a club (as if that ever happened) but also how to dance a waltz, do ballet, maybe some tap. I can barely fake it when I dance around the apartment, when my only audience is my cats.
When I was little, I remember a discussion with my mom that I should take a ballet class. For whatever reason, I was never signed up. Maybe my mom was trying to save my the embarassment of trying to get my very uncooridnated body to attempt the grace that is ballet. I have issues walking down a hallway without running into doorframes, tripping on my own feet, etc. I even had issues with marching band because it required me to remain upright while walking in all sorts of twisted ways (e.g. Walking to the right but the upper part of your body facing “forward” still.) across a not-very-even surface. It took me a good two seasons to be able to walk backwards in such a way I could actually play my clarinet at the same time.
I do have some rythm so at least that’s something. I can find the beat I’m supposed to dance to in most songs. I just don’t know what to do with the beat. So I wind up bopping along, doing the White Girl Dance. It’s like the White Boy Dance but the beat you twist your upper body to is actually the same as the beat of the song.
Maybe someday I’ll learn. Christina tried to teach me (and Matt) to ballroom dance and Sarah attempted to teach me how to dance to Sweet Home Alabama. My school does offer dance classes and they do fulfill the fine arts requirement. Hrmm…
Give it a try, yes!
Don’t think too much about how others see you – that is the number one reason why people prevent themselves from doing things that bring joy to their lives. It’s your life and your joy, so take it! And, frankly, others don’t even give a damn; it’s in our embarrassment that we blow up this thing out of proportion.
And we also have a tendency to cherish these stories of martyrdom of how we could have done this when we were a child and now it prevents us from being superstars in the present. But deep inside you know it’s all bullshit and if you want you can dance and that would do wonders for your coordination! It will also give you a tremendous satisfaction of having had the balls to actually do it
inneridiot – I actually have tried it. I’m taking an introduction to ballet class at the college level. I’ll admit I first thought of taking the class because of a fine arts requirement, but I’ve come to really enjoy the dancing bit. I really stink, having no natural grace and little stamina but it’s a great workout and makes me feel, well, pretty.
it’s a great workout and makes me feel, well, pretty
Yes, of course!! I’m so glad you did it!
Joy of life:-)
I’m starting a samba course next week, that will be great too!