Laugh If You Must

OK, I have never, EVER, pretended that coordination is one of my strengths. There is too much evidence to the contrary. Me and Dance, Dance Revolution resembles more the flailing of arms and legs than dancing, but I am trying. I tried gymnastics when I was growing up but that didn't last too long - I believe at the instructor's request, not mine.

But I am a dreamer. And I'm thinking about following a dream.

I always wanted to take dance when I was younger. All my friends seem to do it but I never did. I told my sister years ago that I wanted to find a ballet class - for adults. I think when she stopped laughing she realized I was serious.

I have found one. I think I will start the second week of September, after we get back from vacation.

I spoke to the instructor several years ago when we were both working on "Chicago" at the Natchez Little Theatre. She was the choreographer and ran the sound; I was the lighting technician. So we had some time to chat up in the booth. I told her about my dream and she let me know that I was not alone and she was actually surprised by how many adults had contacted her about holding a class.

I found out, second-hand via Facebook, that she is holding one right now and I am welcome to join it.

So I'm thinking about it. I keep saying that you have to surprise your body every now and then and try new things, work different muscle groups, stretch your limits. Maybe a ballet barre will be just what I need - for now.

And I can say I did it.

That is one of my favorite phrases.