I'm still not down w/the figure skating like LTB is (except during the Olympics, when it's just....there), but the notion of being able to bring to the vertical and public the magic of what we experience in the horizontal - roughly speaking - and private is really beginning to appeal to me. I've never been too graceful on my feet, and dammit, I'm sick of that. This notion that simple grace and joy are for "other types of people" (you know, the stoopid kind who don't know any better) is one which I reject with increasing forcefulness every day. That's a self-fulfilling prophecy of doom and gloom if ever there was one. Fuck that. I'm alive, in love, and not at all ready to go sit in a corner to spectate for the rest of my life. Why shouldn't I dance - and dance well - with the woman I love?
Plus, she gets a glow about her when she sees really good dancing. I can tell that she'd like to experience it herself, and hell, she's done so much for me over the years that I'd like to be able to give that to her while we can both still walk erect and/or without assistance. The time when we won't be able to is probably nearer than it is farther, so....
Besides, if freakin' Jerry Springer can learn to be an at least acceptable "social dancer", then I damn sure can.