Friday, September 15, 2006

In which she becomes a wallflower

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.

2 comments:

Laura said...

Man...I'm sorry you ended up feeling lousy! But bringing your guitar next time sounds like a capital idea!

DollyMama said...

I was wondering how that was going. I think I have convinced my small group to head out for contra dancing some night. You will have to send me the details.

Sorry you are not feeling well. :(