I had an amazing lesson today!
I was fairly certain I had forgotten how to dance, as other than two dances with my instructor during general dances at a competition last week, I had not had a proper lesson in about 10 days. No group classes, no social dances, nothing but trying to stay ahead at work and keep my dogs from imploding.
That competition was the first one I had gotten to spectate at, and I saw AMAZING dancing. Well, apparently sleeping on all that must have done me some good. With the exception of a couple of typical bobbles in my rhythm stuff, I felt feel confident. My foxtrot routine is really coming along, and I finally am feeling like I am owning the character. And, the nice thing is, since I danced so little the rest of the week, I'm doing a second private tomorrow, so I can compound on the feeling I was getting today.
Good stuff.