Blues Dancing = Awesome

Wednesday night, I was online when Laura started chatting with me and asked me if I wanted to go blues dancing with her and some other people on Thursday night. My first inclination was to say no. I've never gone blues dancing before, or really any dancing, except an occasional institute dance. I was positive I'd be bad at it, and I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

But as I was about to say that I didn't want to go, I thought about all of the nights I spend doing nothing in my apartment. Sure, reading and watching TV and movies is cool, but it gets boring when you do it night after night. I also thought about how I've wanted to meet new people and get out of myself and be more outgoing. So instead of doing what is natural for me and being introverted, I said yes.

And boy am I glad I did.

Turns out, I'm not too shabby at blues dancing. Don't get me wrong—I'm not amazing or anything. But I can follow decently enough (though when guys started throwing in a lot of turns and spins I got rather confused) to have a good time. There were times when I felt a little dumb, and when I wished I had let go a little bit more than I did, but there is blues dancing at Ozz every Thursday night, so I've got plenty of time to get better.

I also met quite a few really cool people. I went to Denny's after the dancing ended with the regulars, I guess you could call them, and simply enjoyed myself. Which is something I don't do enough. I even let myself stop worrying about the fact that I had work in the morning—though when I was trying to get out of bed after only five hours of sleep, I did second guess myself a little bit.

Basically, last night was awesome for me for multiple reasons: 1) Like I told Laura, I did something new, which is something I don't do enough. 2) I forced myself out of my comfort zone—dancing is not something I do very often, especially not dancing really close like I did last night (nobody on the floor would have passed the triple combination test). 3) I was social and talked to a ton of new people—also something I'm not always comfortable with.

I think I just might have found something to do to fill my usually empty Thursday nights. You better believe I'm going back next week.