This past week at Kripalu, someone brought up Marge Champion. The name meant nothing to me, but it does now. This woman is my new hero, my new model for living.
Marge Champion was married to Gower Champion and they were an important dance team during Hollywood's greatest dancing era, the 1940's and '50's. (You know of my love of the films of Gene Kelly and many others.)
But this is not why she is my new hero.
The comment about her was this: "At the age of 90, Marge Champion is still taking four dance classes a week."
Suddenly, all my age-related excuses seem rather ridiculous.
Here is a lovely black and white film of Marge and Gower dancing, redone to the Magnetic Fields' song Nothing Matters When We're Dancing (and how true is that!?):