Two months ago, I attended my first dance class. I was terrified.
I love to dance. I'm one of those people who can stay on a dance floor until last call sounds. I get really into the simple line dances (think: Cupid Shuffle) I do with my students. My sister is a dancer, so I've enjoyed numerous performances over the years. When I listen to music, I often choreograph dance routines in my head, though I have no technical terminology for the movements I envision. Friends and strangers have complimented me on my dancing.
I still avoided going to a class for literally years.
