We have a song and we have a dance style. Things are getting real.
Last week, I wrote about the process of being paired up and learning a few basic steps with the rest of the dancers.
I described myself as a rhino on a tightrope in that edition of Dancing Diary, but during practice last week our dance instructor Shelley Martin said if I called myself a rhino again she would hit me. A unique, but effective, approach to letting me know I am capable and I might just be able to dance.
Tash and I started looking at songs to use, with Shelley and our other instructor Troy Smith. I suggested one of my favourites and was happy to find out that it would work well with one of the dance styles, so we jumped into learning the start of a routine.
On Wednesday night we had a big practice session because Tash is off to China for a week-and-a-half and we wanted to make sure we had what we had learnt so far down pat before she goes.