It seems that there are those out there in blog world who would perhaps like to know what "it" is and why I have to "Get on it!!!"
OK.
"It" is my pressure step in my Rumba and my Cha Cha Cha.
I know...I can hear the sighs of disappointment from here. You were hoping for something else entirely. Something with a XXX rating perhaps??? But this is not the "Confessions of a middle-aged online dater" it's the "Confessions of a middle-aged dancing queen" so you have to expect it to be about my dancing. (I might just have to start up the other blog at a later date.)
Anyhow.............
Getting back to IT.(aka my pressure step)..... For some reason I struggle to be confident and aggressive with this step. The dances require me to put pressure on this front foot and get my weight balanced forward over the foot before I move into the next step but I don't.
Is it karma for trying to lead the dances in my early dancing life??? If it is, can I now please send my most sincere apologies to Karma for my indiscretions of the past. I'm a good girl on the dance floor now and I don't lead the man anymore. (Even if he does dance like shit)
Please Karma. Please take pity on a poor middle-aged dancing queen who only wants to do the dances properly so that she can get honours in her medals.
Sunday, 15 April 2012
Another confession....
Here I go.. ...
I have to make yet another confession. I haven't been out to a social dance in WEEKS. Actually, it's probably more like MONTHS. I'm so bad. I'm supposed to be the dancing queen but I haven't done any more dancing than my lesson and the monkeying around I do in the house when a great song comes on the radio.
I'm so ashamed. And I've got 3 new pairs of gorgeous dancing shoes that are collecting dust in my bedroom.
It's high time that I did something to rectify this situation!!!
I have to make yet another confession. I haven't been out to a social dance in WEEKS. Actually, it's probably more like MONTHS. I'm so bad. I'm supposed to be the dancing queen but I haven't done any more dancing than my lesson and the monkeying around I do in the house when a great song comes on the radio.
I'm so ashamed. And I've got 3 new pairs of gorgeous dancing shoes that are collecting dust in my bedroom.
It's high time that I did something to rectify this situation!!!
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