Guilty Pleasure

I am not sure if I should admit this or not, but I like the show Dancing with the Stars. I don't even know who any of the "stars" are. I watch it for the dancing. I have always admired those who can dance. How often I've wished in the back of my mind that I could learn to move that way. If I could experience the fast paced, demanding scedule of dance practice those stars do...I'd love every minute of it. Well, I would love it if my body was able to catch on, and feel horribly disappointed if it confirmed a complete lack of ability. I've never felt fluid, flexible, or especially coordinated. I've never given it a firm try though, so I hold onto the hope that it would be possible if I ever decided to go for it. Maybe I can take the beginner ballet class with Ava when she turns 4.