I really really do. I loved the ballroom dance lessons John got us for our anniversary a couple of years ago, I loved faking my way through tap dancing in 42nd Street in high school (I probably would have loved actually tap dancing if I’d taken more than two lessons), I love aerobics classes with dance steps, I love to dance around my living room…
I went to an aerobics class tonight at the gym I may or may not join. The class was a Kukuwa dance workout, which incorporates moves and music from African, Indian, and Latin traditions, and it was FUN. All you need is coordination and sense of rhythm. I have those. When it was over, the instructor said I picked up the steps really quickly and then she asked me if I had any dance experience. Flattery will get you everywhere. Including back to her class, which I’m sure was the point. Still – I WANT TO DANCE. Who knew?
I want to sing, too. I could be a triple threat! Except for the triple part. I can’t act. To save my LIFE.
Jessica
But Lena was a triple threat because she *couldn’t* dance, sing or act. You can do two of three so you’re good.
Zannah
Right! So let’s remove the threat part.