I just came over a new book titled “A Time to Dance a Time to Die” by John Waller. The book is about the history of the extraordinary dancing palgue of 1518, from the book
“There’s been a strange epidemic lately
Going amongst the folk,
So that many in their madness
Which they kept up day and night,
Until they fell unconscious.
Many have died of it.”
The book gives historical evidence that there actually was a dancing epidemic going on in the 1500, and that people danced until their wear of the skin on their feats, and yes some died. Well you should read the book I guess I only skimmed through some of it.
The book reminded me of a little personal dancing experience I had some years back. I like to dance, mostly to trance-dance type of music; I like music with fast rhythm, with a lot of fire. It is not often I go out hitting the discos, but over the years the number of times add up. I am just an okay dancer, I have never exactly been noticed on the dancing floor for my dancing.
Well that was until a few years ago when I went on a trip to Turks and Caicos in the Caribbean. One night I decided to hit the outdoor dancing floor. It was about 200 people there, may be 100 of them were dancing, the rest of them hanging around the bar next to the dancing floor. I felt very energized that evening, I started dancing. The DJ that evening plaid very good techno-trance.
I was dancing faster and faster, suddenly a few people started watching me and I got more space to dance, I guess this must have encouraged me to danced a bit wilder. The DJ must have noticed this and switched to some even faster techno, even more people stopped dancing and watched me dancing. The DJ was speeding up the music even faster, and I danced faster and wilder. Suddenly I noticed every single person on the dance floor had stopped dancing. It was now a crowd of about 100 to 200 people watching me dancing. I danced even faster and wilder. A security guard came to stop me, but I ignored him and just kept dancing. The DJ played faster and faster techno-trance and it went on for quite some while until I decided to stop dancing. I went to the bar and had a glass of orange juice.
A bit later I walked back to my hotel room. An American couple walked just in front of me (I could hear it from the accent). They had not notice me walking just behind them. Then I heard the girl saying something like “How can he dance like that, he must have been on drugs”…
The funny thing I have never ever in my life used drug and I had not even had a drink with alcohol that night. I was probably the only one sober.
The next day I when I waked up I could basically not walk, the pain in my Achilles was intense. It took about 2 years for it to heal completely. But yes it help me understand personally how people can dance to death. My theory is this: the more you dance the more endorphins you release, endorphins are excellent pain killers and makes you happy, it triggers more dance, more endorphins. The question is how you reach the first level when you hardly can stop dancing, this is partly based on coincidently situations I think, if I not had felt so energetic that evening, if not people had stopped dancing to watch me dancing, if the DJ not had played faster and faster music, if the security guard just had stopped me, well then I would not have to gone around two years with hurting Achilles.
I even heard from a fried that was there on the dancing floor that I had done several 360 degrees flips in the air during my dance. This is however not really true, it was not a flip, it was just some old Judo tricks that I just mixed into my dance steps, well it was a 360 degree flip of some sort, but very simple actually.
If you ever should end in the same situation stop in time! Two years of pain in the Achilles region was it worth it, oh yes for sure. I almost felt like Michael Jackson, but dancing yourself to death is not worth it. So yes this was my first and last dance show I think.
To bad I not have it on Youtube! Not every option trader can dance like that!
I was also bitten by several mosquitos down there I remember, may be there actually is some type of dancing palgue virus, well at least I recovered! I am not making this up, strange things happen more often than you think