Maybe it’s the simplicity. Naivety. Maybe it’s the fact that you’re strangers. The mystery. The way you’re someone new to someone who doesn’t know you.
Funny that your post flittered across my screen. Last night, I too, took up some dance lessons: two step & fox trot. I almost didn’t go because my husband (who a few weeks earlier had expressed interest in taking the lessons with me) had a “headache” & was in bed when I got home from work. Funny, right? I sat on the couch & considered whining & feeling sorry for myself. I decided his surprise ailment was not going to stop me, so I grabbed my shoes, jumped in the car & headed off alone.
While surfing the snow drifts in my Chevy Cruze I questioned my sanity. Was this lesson really worth driving in these conditions?
My evening consisted of two left feet & a huge reminder of how counting to the beat of the music & coordination of my body parts was a struggle. Those past struggles had sprung loose from my memory & threatened to invade my attempt. An old fear & ultimate defeat resurfaced of the tick, tick, ticking of a metronome on the piano while I practiced reminded me why I quit after 5 years of frustration. (Sigh) Would I give up this time? Oh hell no!!
At any rate, the older gentleman whom I was partnered with always apologized for the mistakes that I am sure were mostly mine. We made it through the lesson & I drove home replaying the quick, quick, slow, slow beat all the way home. This morning, I put on some music & practiced all by myself in my kitchen. Lol I think I’ve finally coordinated my feet to the beat.
One thing that I have learned over the years is to NEVER GIVE UP. Even when our fears cloud our thoughts. The rewards are great when you continue to try.
This is wonderful Tenille. It's so great you decided to do that. It seemed like a wonderful experience. That is something I've never done before. You give me something to think about.
Dance lessons were a big part of the 80’s and 90’s for us. Every Friday night in Deadwood. Years later we still talk about it. Glad you went… grabbing the motivation and getting there is always the hardest part.
Funny that your post flittered across my screen. Last night, I too, took up some dance lessons: two step & fox trot. I almost didn’t go because my husband (who a few weeks earlier had expressed interest in taking the lessons with me) had a “headache” & was in bed when I got home from work. Funny, right? I sat on the couch & considered whining & feeling sorry for myself. I decided his surprise ailment was not going to stop me, so I grabbed my shoes, jumped in the car & headed off alone.
While surfing the snow drifts in my Chevy Cruze I questioned my sanity. Was this lesson really worth driving in these conditions?
My evening consisted of two left feet & a huge reminder of how counting to the beat of the music & coordination of my body parts was a struggle. Those past struggles had sprung loose from my memory & threatened to invade my attempt. An old fear & ultimate defeat resurfaced of the tick, tick, ticking of a metronome on the piano while I practiced reminded me why I quit after 5 years of frustration. (Sigh) Would I give up this time? Oh hell no!!
At any rate, the older gentleman whom I was partnered with always apologized for the mistakes that I am sure were mostly mine. We made it through the lesson & I drove home replaying the quick, quick, slow, slow beat all the way home. This morning, I put on some music & practiced all by myself in my kitchen. Lol I think I’ve finally coordinated my feet to the beat.
One thing that I have learned over the years is to NEVER GIVE UP. Even when our fears cloud our thoughts. The rewards are great when you continue to try.
I LOVE that you went!! Amazing! You're so right... even when our fears cloud our thoughts... thanks for keeping on <3
This is wonderful Tenille. It's so great you decided to do that. It seemed like a wonderful experience. That is something I've never done before. You give me something to think about.
highly recommend!
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Love this! Beautifully described. It's like you dance with words. Thanks 🙂
My dance moves are much like Elon Musk flailing around like a car lot Tube man. As a musician, is it common to be dance impaired?
haha I love that! dancing is certainly it's own adventure!
Dance lessons were a big part of the 80’s and 90’s for us. Every Friday night in Deadwood. Years later we still talk about it. Glad you went… grabbing the motivation and getting there is always the hardest part.
I love that you guys had that every Friday night!! Such a fun thing. Sending you a hug!
Ah, I love it! Thanks for sharing!!💖