I fell in love with the idea of contra dancing when I danced at Joy and Josh's wedding in July. I had so much fun.
In August Dh and I had a date to go out dancing but my rib was out of joint and my back generally out of whack so we stayed home.
Tonight was the night. We went. I only was able to dance the first, sit out the second, and then on the third I got pretty dizzy, and by the fourth I had to bail, several minutes into the dance I went staggering towards the nearest wall and just clung to it for a few minutes. I got so dizzy and nauseous that I just about threw up. Dh had fun, though. Everyone else danced for hours. Sigh. Some of the experienced dancers were a true pleasure to watch.
Next time there's open band night, I'm bringing my guitar.