I did NOTHING BUT dance from the age of 21-26. Not ballroom stuff, naturally. Just shaking-my-butt-I-want-sex style dancing at clubs and bars. Then I got married for the first time and it ended.
But here's what I really wanted to say in this thread. I once knew this very smart, wonderfully dignified woman of 90 in Charleston, SC. Once of the most elegant persons I've ever met. She told me something about the nature of dancing that always stuck with me. So now I share it with you:
She said that "after the age of 35 a gentleman shouldn't dance in public". I was confused at first, then I got it. She was referring, of course, to club/bar dancing, or the boozed-up wedding shennigans we all indulge in from time to time. I realized she was right. When you're young and you see some 40-year old get up and try to boogie, it's always kind of embarassing and goofy-looking. Think about it.
But It's a sobering thought, sort of a pathetic end-of-youth reminder.
But rhumba, cha-cha-cha, tango, ballroom stuff, that's a whole other story.