Tiny Dancer

Did I ever tell you that I dance?

Well, I do. I have danced 'unofficially' for a long time. I have taken an odd assortment of classes over the years and have settled into an aerobic "dance" class at my gym. Within the scope of the gym class I am pretty good. I learn the choreography quickly and am able to do almost any step.

At my new job (Private High School) there is a professional dance instructor. I have ended up working on a dance routine for our Fine Arts Week with him. It is really wonderful. I knew that I wasn't a bad dancer, but I had no idea that I was a good dancer.

Funny enough, it turns out I am a pretty good dancer. I am practicing different spins and steps. When I started our dance instructor created a basic routine, but he has been pleased with my skills and it is getting quite complicated. It seems that I have a good deal of ability.

The funny thing about the entire situation is that I have always loved to dance. As a child I would dress up and take lessons, but as I got older I lost my confidence. High school was a wash out. In college I did start to dance at Latin Clubs. I learned to salsa and cha, cha, cha.

It is hard to find a reason to dance now. I have been grateful for the gym class. I was very hesitant to start dancing at work; thankfully, a nice coworker pushed me to do it. I just have to take it slowly, but, I just need to throw out that Costumes Have Been Mentioned!!!! (Which is another thing that grown ups do not do...)