When I told Nate that I was going to be in a flashmob, he exclaimed, “Do you even remember our wedding?!?” Before walking down the aisle, we took a class to help us stop being so incredibly awkward on the dance floor. I remember the instructors gently telling us that our moves needed some work and strongly suggesting we invest in private lessons. When it finally came down to it, Nate and I resorted to the Junior High slow sway. I doubt we'll be dethroning Brooke Burke and Derek Houghe from their Dancing with the Stars glory anytime soon.
So it took a lot of nerve for me to get up and dance in front of thousands of people. But at the BlogHer convention last weekend, I did it. And it rocked.
Yet another thing I can check off my Live Fully list. “Be in a flashmob”…check! Now I have to find a cow to milk and a plane to jump out of.