Last night, Bob and I attended our first intermediate ballroom/latin combo class. It was not a pretty sight. During our beginning dance class, we both thought we were hotshots, doing our basic box steps, crossovers, promenades, etc. Hell, the basic steps did not even exist anymore in this class! I mean, COME ON, that’s ALL we knew how to do! I think from the moment we walked into the class, we knew we were in way over our heads. You saw women and men with dance shoes on (the men had heels on, you know, the little ones), notepads to write down the steps, even camcorders to record the class. After about two hours of turning, stepping, gliding and twinkling, I think we got two moves down. After all my griping, though, I had a great time. It’s really a fun class. Sure, we probably look like the most awkward couple, but, hey, as long as we’re having fun, who cares?
Okay, I am totally glad the Kenny and I aren’t in that one. I don’t even have the box step down. And how do you promenade?? See if you can get one of those tapes so I can watch you guys, that would be awesome. Good thing he and I only went to 2 of the beginner classes…at least you are ahead of us!
In all honesty, the guy really needs to learn the steps and the girl just follows. I mean, we are the graceful ones, anyways, so anything that we girls do looks great on the dance floor. In this past class, I had no idea where to step, all I did was follow Bob and the teachers said that we we doing it correctly.
Have you met me? Or Krissy for that matter? Who’s the graceful one?