One step forward, one step back. Short story: Tango Distance does pseudo close embrace successfully. Tango Distance then does true close embrace, but would have done better to just stay home. Read on for full details – I wrote a ton of stuff off-line, I'll do about a post a day until it is all up.
Dance class has given me new understanding of all kinds of phrases, like “getting off on the wrong foot,” “stepping on someone's toes,” “it takes two to Tango,” and “two steps forward, one step back.”
Here is an example of my lowly roots: At my first Milonga, all the seats were empty except for the one I was occupying whilst my dw was dancing a Tanda with someone else. A lady asked if the seat next to me was available. Clearly sitting by me was a choice on her part, not a necessity. I politely said yes, motioned to it, and then without another word promptly got up and walked away. That was a consequence of my being self absorbed with my own worries, not thinking of others, and my prime directive of not wanting to risk being asked to dance. Later I realized that was perhaps not the most polite thing I have ever done and hope I didn't offend. I don't think I would recognize her, so my only hope of “making it up to her” will be to try to think of how my actions might be perceived and act accordingly in the future. This was one step back.
Now the narrative fast forwards to more recent events.
First class, then informal practica, and then several of us decided to go to a club as we had a classmate with a birthday. The club was doing nonTango music and nonTango dance. I hadn't really planned on doing it, but the only other leader for some reason didn't want to dance with the birthday girl... Her husband didn't want to dance (pretty much in general)... We had just danced in class and danced at the practica, so it just flowed to dance with her at the club – yes, Tango dancing in a nonTango club. I also danced with dw and another classmate. The music was live and great, and my dw and I also muddled through the other type of dance (looked to be easier to do than Tango). So that was one step forward, Tango Distance dances with other women at a “real” dance.
A few weeks later, we traveled to a Milonga. I walked in and knew almost no one. I felt very conspicuous, as a bunch of women were looking at me as I walked in. I guess that is the power of walking into a Milonga with a pair of dance shoes in your hand! Mr. Slow-Witted here thought what felt like a huge crowd (but wasn't) – of ladies were merely staring at me, verging on being impolite. Days later I realized I was likely getting a mass mirada. This is one case where it was fortunate and arguably more polite that I didn't smile and nod at anyone! Anyway, I didn't dance with anyone but dw that night. There were too many strangers, almost everyone was doing close embrace, and on some intuitive level I was a bit unnerved by the mass look at the beginning. BTW, just for the record, believe it or not I'm not afraid to ask, I knew my two classmates that were there for sure would have said yes (particularly since both had not asked at all), and intuitively thought some of the other ladies would have said yes, too.
The other aspect of that night was my dw promised someone from our class I would dance with her! I didn't know this. When she wanted to dance with someone else she asked if I would dance with our classmate and took off. I didn't answer her, but gallantly went to the restroom instead of asking my classmate to dance. I felt a little overwhelmed by the large number of strangers, and also that the asking wasn't on my terms. Kudos to my wife, she sent her dance partner over to the other lady, and after no dances half the night she then danced regularly the rest of the night. My dw and I discussed it on the way home – it did make her look a little bad that I had danced with the lady before, but didn't do it that night when my wife “offered” me to her. I apologized to my dw and asked her to limit volunteering me to others, but I would honor such a request in the future. For Tango Distance breaking out of his shell, this night was one step back.
... to be continued ...