I almost didn’t go tonight. In fact I didn’t decide to go until the band had already been playing for 20min.  I had a really bad time last week, I didn’t mind just sitting out and watching but last week I didn’t want to lead and with a 3:1 lead:follow ratio it kind of sucked. So I was hesitant to go this week. I had an intense pilates class this evening, and I can feel my core muscles — tomorrow will hurt. In a good way.
So even though I had my status posted as considering yaling, I was planning on being home and on my sofa for the evening. I started down that road and was reading a relationships book loaned to me by a friend. It offended me on behalf of every guy I know. I hope that the book is wrong, though, given my current single status and seeming ability to attract emotionally (or physically) unavailable guys of late, I’m not sure. So I was a bit grouchy. I decided pretty quickly to go to dancing.  My friend had texted me that it was balanced and that there were about 12 people there. So it seemed like a good thing. I couldn’t find out if the @#$#@! of last week was there or not, but I decided I could risk it — after all I didn’t really want him there but I could always duck out quietly if needed.  I was in luck, it was all friends and friendly people. I got there at the end of the first set and had the chance to hang around with people, laugh chat, lots of great dances — in fact other than one slightly awkward beginner (with lots of potential) I had all great dances.
So I’d been debating going all evening, decided not to, changed my mind and it was great. I had a dance with one friend in particular that will go on my specific all time remember dances. I also bonded with a follow — someone who’s really cool but who I don’t really know well yet (but gives me the impression that she’d be a good person with whom to cultivate an outside of dance friendship) who had such a great time dancing with me (I was leading) that she came up to me after we danced and said “Don’t take this the wrong way, but that was HOT.” Which, if you know me, you know that I consider myself an early intermediate lead so maybe I’m selling myself short. I should try leading more.
Anyhow, it was a night that I needed.