08/25/04

Had my first dance class tonight. I felt pretty dumb because a) Janice and I were the only true beginners there (lots of the women have been taking for a long time, but I guess since there’s only one adult women’s dance class, they have to take it over and over and over again) and b) I was the only one with shiny Mary Jane-style tap shoes and c) I was the only one who messed up and d) I looked fat in the mirrors and etc etc, I could go on forever. Sounds like I hated it, eh? Well, I didn’t. All of the other people in the class seemed nice. I certainly wasn’t the heaviest one there. And even if Janice decides not to keep going with it, I’m really think I’m going to keep taking it. This week and next week are free trial classes anyway. Next week, Janice will be on vacation anyway so I’ll have to go alone. Must be brave. Must remember how much I want to learn how to dance. Heck, we’re even going to be doing a little ballet, and you know how much I have always wanted to be a ballerina…