Todd Harding, TSM

Last night I did it. I took Salsa dance lessons with my wife's book club "Reading Between The Wines". It was as I suspected, I'm not very good.  I am slow to learn, and I am out of shape. The Rio in Fort Collins offers lessons every Tuesday night in the Agave Room above the restaurant.

The instructor made us change partners every so often just so other women in the room could see how badly I dance besides my wife. I believe I stepped on the toes of 3 or 4 young ladies last night.  To them I would like to offer this apology:  "I'm Sorry!"  My wife already knew I couldn't dance. No apology necessary.

Would I do it again?  Maybe.  If Jenny wanted too, I am sure I could be talked into it.