We all can’t be good at everything, so just fucking go for it
Compared to the rest of the world, American men seem to have a lot of anxiety around dancing.
I grew up with that same hesitation to get on the dance floor, but after a couple years of tapping my foot, bobbing and weaving; trying to find my flow, I decided one night to just go for it. 15+ years later, I just go after it.
With all that, I still don’t know if I look good or look terrible dancing. Without a good sense of where I am on the spectrum, I’m not one to make fun of anyone’s dancing no matter how off, slow, odd, or whatever judgment I have of it in my head because I’m no pro. Some of my friends like how I dance, some of my friends smile and think I dance weird. I acknowledge all of their opinions and sometimes I am curious enough to ask why, but it doesn’t make me any likelier/unlikelier to dance more/less when I want/don’t want.
That’s why I smile when I see these two bros just getting down at a Washington Wizards game. They both have big smiles, just going for it in the way that they know how and their bodies/coordination allow for. Yes, I smiled when I first saw this: part of which was laughing at them, but a larger part was sharing in their fun, in that moment.