contra diction

Just back from the Cincinnati contra-dance. Weee! It was fun. I had forgotten how fast dances really go -- the last "real" dance we were at was over the summer, and the dance at the wedding was a lovely, both fun and slow set, with lots of circle dances and things.

C & I went to a few of the CCDs last year. The last one was in October of 04 (!), when Nils called. Our impression then was that the group was mostly older (middle-aged) people. We got a lot of attention. Tonight, there was more of a mix of ages & experience on the floor. Quite a few new-comers, though far more veteran dancers. And then, there was Chris and me -- people who'd danced, but not in Cincinnati.

Most-repeated observation of the evening: "You've contradanced before!."

Most intriguing statement of the evening: "I don't go to every dance. I mean, contradancing is optional."

I'd forgotten how fast I have to think in order to not get lost in the dance, and how much spinning you do, and how much the spinning and circling and do-si-doing makes my head spin. A dance or two into the evening and my body & brain were working hard! Sweat and dizziness!

I feel great now. Last week was recuperative, but this morning at work I was feeling the dregs of too much time inside/at home. Monday nights at the Cin-city dance is definitely going to be a regular thing from here out, I think.