My first use of this DVD. Can I tell you how hard this damn thing is? It all looks so deceptively simple - just gentle movements, side to side, a few hops, leg twists and lots of hand movements. How hard could it be?
Hard enough that there were rivulets - not drops, rivulets! - of sweat running down my face halfway through the DVD (about 25 minutes in). As I type this, my T-shirt is soaked through, there is sweat running from my hair and my capris are sticking to me.
I found the instructions simple, but no easy. And thankfully, even though they're beautiful bombshells, I didn't feel that sense of YES! YES! YES! that I get from normal aerobics instructors. Maybe it's because they're Australian?
Anyway - so far my belly-dancing is shameful. Nessie would be horrified if she saw me now, just six months after I stopped the classes. I have no sense of rhythm, I can't even walk with the hip swings, and my shimmying is pathetic (but when was it not?). Not to worry! A few weeks of this on a daily basis and I'll pick up the steps again fairly easily - I hope.
And now, I'm off to bath - before my fresh sweat turns to a miasma of stench. Phew!
"The world belongs however, to those can who look at the glass and say: "What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was bigger!" - Terry Pratchett, The Truth'
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