Why yes I did have a good trip

So by happenstance the weekend after we moved (most) of our crap I headed south to go play back in Portland for the 2008 Portland Lindy Exchange.Lindy Exchange? Think 3 days of dancing 12+ hours per day (usually starting at say 7ish pm). Way back in 2003/4 I traveled to these things pretty much every 6 weeks, while dancing 3-4 nights per week. Why yes I was single and loving it.

But that was then and this is now. I'm married, even more out of shape, and even worse my dancing muse is flighty at best since moving. Portland and Seattle have such different Lindy scenes and it's been a good 2 years since I've been a consistent dancer.

This weekend was old home week. My Queen of the Nerds friend was in town to DJ for the exchange. I learned to dance to the music she spinned many years ago, most of my ipod is stuff she recommended. Needless to say dancing was not an issue when she was up. I so miss that squigly feeling after an amazing dance. That and staying with her at our mutual friends house meant we actually got quality time together too

Except that before I even had my dance shoes on I tripped/fell down a flight of stairs (3ish). It hurt like hell, well my right ankle that I spin on and my left knee in particular. Ice, elevation, arnica and vitamin I were all in use this weekend. But yes I still danced despite the pain. Good news Tuesday I checked with my Chiropractor; my ankle is mildly sprained and most likely knee is too. But even today the ugly ugly bruise is still all sorts hot and ugly. I'm back in tomorrow.

So now I'm eyeing a local Westie Swing event this Sunday. The music is hideous in all the right ways and so is the clothing. I've dabbled in it before and I think its time to check the water er music again.