Remember way back when I got my new dance shoes?? I was so excited, they felt so great, they looked so pretty. Well since then, I dyed them black, then I home dyed them reddish, and then used a sharpie to make them black again. They have gotten lots of wear- lots, and it shows. Poor sad dance shoes. New ones are in the very near future- but I must pay my respects and give thanks to this first pair that has helped me learn so much, and given me so many good memories.
That's not blood- its dye. Really. All those marks inside are. Nice.
I started back to class this last week- I had not danced in about a month- and it is like riding a bike. You can do it, but you are shaky and wobbly etc. I even had a leg cramp, my first ever! Anyway it looks like it will be a fun session, and I am looking forward to the review and adding new stuff. I am getting to the point it doesn't matter what the dance is, if he leads well, I can just dance, and that is the most fun of all. I'm telling ya, if you haven't tried it yet- I am giving you a New Years Dare-