I could've danced all night…
... and in fact, I just did. Aside from a dinner break and a couple of dances that I skipped to snack on things or get water or chat with people, I must've danced for _eight_ _hours_ - from 6:30 until Matthew (the restaurant maitre'd, I guess) finally managed to get us to stop at 2:30.
Yes, my feet are killing me. I should seriously look into more support for my dancing shoes. They're marginally better than dancing barefoot (which I did at some point, to the regret of my toes), but I may need more cushioning.
Cushioning can only go so far, though. After all, I did dance for eight! hours!
Yes, there goes my exercise quota for the week. Hah. As if I'm going to be able to stay away from tango practica tomorrow, and the walk to Toastmasters on Tuesday... I should just figure out how to remove the athletic center from my fees. Or I should set aside time to go there and oh, use the exercise bikes...
ANYWAY.
Dancing was _tons_ of fun. I danced with a number of people, including a tango singer who performed at this show I saw last year. Dancing with a salsa teacher was particularly fun, as he kept introducing salsa tricks. Dips! Lifts! Vertical spins! (GWAAH!) It worked out very well, and Victor Hugo (the tango teacher and the DJ for this session) laughed and suggested that we practice for a show. A show!
As long as I don't neglect my studies and other things... =)
If I wake up late tomorrow, you know why.
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