It took me a minute because most of the things I enjoy, I'm good at. Then it came to me...I love to dance!
I was a born klutz, but no matter how stupid I might look on the dance floor, I really enjoy dancing to good music. Back in the day...the 80's-early 90's...I went clubbing with my friends and sometimes with my boyfriend every Friday and Saturday night. Going out with the girls, it was a whole thing. We'd go to the gym in the morning and work out. Then go to the mall in the afternoon to buy a cute outfit, usually a mini skirt. We would end up at one of our houses, get showered, do our nails, hair (lots of Aqua Net hairspray), make-up, and get dressed up together. We'd hit the club, order an Alabama Slammer or Long Island Iced Tea, and dance the night away with each other. Sometimes we would dance with guys, but we didn't need them to have fun. We actually had more fun without them. We would be on the dance floor the majority of the 4-5 hours we were there. It was the most fun I've ever had in my life. This went on from age 17 (we looked so old, we didn't even get carded) until age 27 when I met my DH.
My DH is a hockey player, and more of a beer drinker in a pub than a club guy. The only time we have danced over the last 27 years was at weddings. I truly miss it. Now, I'm nowhere in the physical condition that I used to be in and would never last four hours on the dance floor. I hope to be in better shape by the time my DD gets married so that I can dance at her reception.