This dancing shit is getting serious. If you’d told me at any point in my life before right now that I would be stood in front of a dance examiner with my dance teacher, being assessed on samba, cha cha cha and rumba, at silver medal level, I probably would have laughed in your face. But for the last 9 months I’ve been training for this moment. These short five minutes of precision and dance musicality.
And I screwed it up.
Not massively and not entirely, but enough for me to be annoyed and enough for me to feel disappointed about my performance. It certainly didn’t help that I started to shake uncontrollably the second I walked in the studio … yeah that didn’t help at all. I have and can dance better than I did this evening, but there is nothing I can do about that. I’ll find out my results in 4 weeks, right now I cant assess what I’ve scored or how well / bad I’ve done.
This is Laurence who did her Ballroom Silver medal at the same time as me and Mariusz our ever brilliant and patient dance teacher … so very patient.