I stepped out of my shell a bit tonight and went to two dance classes: belly dancing and hip-hop. Belly dancing was a hoot — the instructor was hilarious and everyone was there for a good time. I was, of course, absolutely awful at it, but I got the gist of it pretty quickly and I’ll do a lot better next week. Hip-hop, on the other hand… Whoo. I went in knowing it wasn’t going to be club dancing, and that’s what I wanted: a “real” dance class. Unfortunately, there were a few things that complicated my ability to judge whether I want to take the class: Biggest of all:…