Dance Like Nobody's Watching

My husband and I have talked over the years about taking a dance class together. We finally took the step and he signed us up for ballroom dancing classes. They start next Tuesday.

I'm really nervous.

You see, I don't have much of a sense of rhythm. If people around me are clapping to music, I often have to sneak a peak to see if I'm keeping up time. I don't go to many places where hand clapping to music is expected. I'm Lutheran and we don't clap much in church. I'm thankful for that.

I'm afraid since I can't master hand clapping to music, I'm going to have some issues getting my entire body to work together in a dance move. I don't want to be the woman who holds up the entire class because I can't get the simplest move on the first night. I don't want to be the woman who causes eye rolling and sighing by class five.

Still, I'm crazy excited about stepping (even if clumsily) outside my comfort zone and taking this dance class. I'll be sure to update you on my progress. I have no shame.