In my post Ballroom dancing in Japan I told you how I got into dancing, and it’s been a while since I’ve mentioned it again. So for the record, I haven’t given up and I still take lessons once a week. My wife Mami, on the other hand, stopped going when she learned she was pregnant about four months ago.
This has caused a bit of a problem because I’m a man, and my teacher, M-sensei, is also… a man. This means that I spend my Friday nights dancing hand in hand with another bloke! Should I give up? In my first post on ballroom dancing I talked about how important it was for me to have a hobby I can share with Mami, but now I find myself dancing with a man!
As gay as it looks to be doing the rhumba, or waltzing around the room, arm in arm with my teacher, I feel it’s good for me to be doing something other than stare into my computer screen in my free time. If I’m not standing in front of a class of six-year olds, then I’m at my desk working on my websites. Fortunately, Mami is very forgiving despite the amount of time I spend in my office… at least while my adventures on the net are paying for our mortgage and bills.
I’ve been ballroom dancing for nearly as long as I’ve been working on my websites, and while my net earnings continue to grow, my dancing skills are improving too. While they may seem unrelated, I’m not taking any chances, so come on guys! Shall we dance?If you have a comment, find me on Twitter at @longcountdown. I'd love to hear from you!