Dance show 2015
There was a time, a few years ago, when I defined myself as a dancer. I listed it somewhere below ‘blogger, runner, chocaholic’. I still go to dance classes, but the days of defining myself as a dancer are gone. The rest of the world got better and I got stuck. I got worse. My brain just isn’t wired to learn dance moves. I wasn’t a dancer as a kid and coming to those skills and that ability to learn and...
