I’ve been bitten anew by the salsa bug. I haven’t danced regularly in years, but I went out Friday night and now it’s all I want to do with my weekends. I’m about to go spend 3.5 hours in classes and then dance the rest of the night away. I’m obsessed. I even bought proper dance shoes yesterday.
I’m finally going to bite the bullet and start taking salsa on2 classes, New York-style salsa. I mostly dance Cuban-style salsa, Rueda de Casino.
I’m so out of shape, but hey, a girl has to start somewhere. Today I’ll be dancing at a dance studio as opposed to a club so, at least I won’t reek of smoke afterwards. That was the gross part of Friday night. I can stand the smoke in isolation at times, but smoke on top of me being sweaty and contributing my own funk is more than I can handle.
OK. Here’s a little demonstration for your viewing pleasure.