A fellow dancer from the ballroom side of the fence shares a familiar experience:
So there we were on the dance floor getting ready for our first Tango of the night. Music has started, we’re in position and I lead us out. My wife informs me that we are off of the beat. I can’t tell, but I take her word and I stop. There’s people piling up behind us. We start again and once again I’m informed that I’m off beat. My wife tries to count it for me, but at this point I’m frustrated and I storm off the dance floor and tell her that I can’t hear the timing. Not my best performance.
Painfully familiar, both in the frustration and the genuine attempts of the wife to help.
However, he also has some helpful advice for lady dancers in these summer months:
if your going to wear the cute sundress…make sure that you put weights in the bottom of it so your not showing everyone what your wearing underneath!
Sage words…
