Yes, after almost a year of meaning to start, we have finally begun tango lessons. I have to admit for being the one dragging my feet (prone to giggles in situations of stress) I actually really really enjoyed it.
(kinda fun retro heels don't you think)
As was quickly evident in our first lesson though, my big doc martin boots just didn't cut it on the dance floor, ho hum shall have to find some tango shoes...some heeled items of which I so often make fun of. Confession: after being in layers of sweatshirts and loose running bottoms for the last week and half it was nice to feel... feminine again, the movements of this dance are so graceful and playful.
Even with the boots I felt all swishy, can't imagine what it will feel like to wear heels!?
(There may be a broken ankle post in a weeks time).
ah yes- the flu/cold is nearly done with thankfully, just a tickly ever present cough
(cuts down on the swishy graceful feeling admittedly)