Anne and I, and several other of our friends from yoga, went to salsa lessons last night.
The good news is that many things were easier than when we did swing lessons, since I already had some good habits from that experience.
Still, I really wanted to, I dunno, so some silly backbend as it to prove that while I may be absurdly incompetent as a dancer, I am able to do plenty of other impressive stuff. Somehow I resisted.