There really hadn't been anything for years. I saw an ad in the paper and called. After a year of ballet, I bought a sailboat. I was waiting for my sailing instructor to get time to help me take her out for the first time, but got restless and launched her myself and singlehanded all day. I had Dacron wings under my arms that would fill with wind and lift me each time I did a pirouette just right .
Life is too damn brief, guys.
Since then I have spent my time dancing, sailing, watching dance and sailing, and plotting how to get to my next class, performance or voyage. I danced in the finale of Nutcracker with 70 other dancers and a full orchestra onstage. I'm 46 and am in my third year of ballet in Appleton, Wisconsin. I live with my teenage daughter, and asked her if she needed a ride anywhere one Friday night. I can get where I have to go, why don't you go on a date or something.