Blame it on the Boogie

I think I might have finally found the knack of shutting off the thinking and just do things. Quite a success for me, that is. For example, dancing.
People who've met me in party-like siuations where dancing is involved probably know that I am always the one sitting down or standing around like a wallflower, and no amount of coaxing will make me step onto the dance floor. It's been like that ever since I was 16 and school discos started, and over time, it's become a habit hard to break, and the more people coaxed me, the more stubbornly I refused. Why? I can't remember.
Yes, well. A few days ago, the same situation arises, and HabitBrain starts saying "nononoNO". "Oh, shut up", I think, and had a fun time dancing. I'm so definitely not 16 any more.