Oh how I love “A Chorus Line” – Emily, Mark, Fred and I went to see it yesterday. I love sharing that play with others. It is uplifting and inspires me to be my best.
I often wish my parents could have afforded dance lessons for me. I am filled with joy when I dance. I loved dancing during the disco days. I love dancing Salsa now. I think if I had stayed dancing like I did in my 20’s, I wouldn’t have the weight issues I have today. I would have kept myself sweaty thin. 😉 Dancing sweat is the only kind of sweat I can handle. I don’t like sweating when I am working out, or working in the yard, or walking on a summer day. I don’t like sweating in a Jazzercise class either. I tolerate the sweating when I’m dancing, because then it’s worth it.
I’ve talked Fred into taking dance lessons. It’s the last thing he really wants to do, but he seems willing to do it for me. That makes me quite happy indeed. When I asked Emily if Mark grumbled when they took dance lessons, she said no. Both of them didn’t want to do the “stand and wiggle” at their wedding. They waltzed. Their dance was beautiful. Hopefully, people will say the same for Fred and me when our first dance comes.
I can’t wait!