cbo111
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I've never enjoyed dancing. I love music and can frequently be seen gyrating around the house when a good song is playing on the stereo. I just cannot summon the interest in doing it on command, like in a bar, at a wedding, etc. I get this creepy feeling like I'm faking something, and generally cannot wait til the song ends. I vividly recall dancing (about 40 years ago!) to Love To Love You Baby - Donna Summer. Over 16 minutes of hell.
DW treated me to three Fred Astaire Dance Studio lessons many years ago. I made it through the first two lessons. Each lesson was an hour; half spent dancing with DW, and half dancing with my male instructor. The latter caused a small river of sweat to pour out of my armpits, down my waist, and into my slacks. I could not muster the courage to do the final lesson.
Am I alone? Any other non-dancers out there?
DW treated me to three Fred Astaire Dance Studio lessons many years ago. I made it through the first two lessons. Each lesson was an hour; half spent dancing with DW, and half dancing with my male instructor. The latter caused a small river of sweat to pour out of my armpits, down my waist, and into my slacks. I could not muster the courage to do the final lesson.
Am I alone? Any other non-dancers out there?