I’ve decided that the time has come for me to give up ballroom dance. I took it up as a hobby while the hubs was traveling, but now I just don’t seem to have the time or the money for it.
It is a very expensive hobby, especially if you like to compete; which of course if you’re the most competitive person on the planet (oooo, me!), it can become very expensive.
I couldn’t have asked for a better instructor, or a better place to learn. If you are in the Birmingham area, please look up Magic City Dance and get some lessons from Mr. Fowler. The little group of friends I made there were fantastic (although older than me), and some of the friendships I made from other studios will last awhile.
But sometimes you just have to hang up those dancing shoes. I know that sometime in my future I will pick it back up, because studies have shown that older people that dance have a less chance of getting Alzheimers. And we all know that is a good thing.
Picture from my very first competition ever. I look just a tiny bit goofy and a whole lot nervous.
These are a few from the Chattanooga Choo-Choo competition. On the left is a rumba, and on the right is a foxtrot.
And this is my most favorite dance picture of all. I absolutely love this picture of me and Mike; mainly because my foot position in this picture is perfection.
I am sad about it. I’ve been going back and forth for a long time on it, and have decided that with this new semi-promotion that I’m about to get myself into, it was just time.
So good-bye for now ballroom dance; I’m sure we’ll meet again in the future.