Okay, so everyone knows I appear to be an incurable insomniac. I am also fascinated by belly-dancing. I stumbled upon a show the other restless night called "Shimmy" It teaches belly-dancing in a way that makes you think you could actually accomplish this and look good doing it. I always wondered how certain body movements were made and they break it down quite simply. It is exhausting! I was so very proud of myself as I had isolated the movements called camel chest, m&m's combined with the grapevine and a figure eight with your hips. Yeah for me!
Fast forward to last night after dinner, dearly beloved husband is sitting on couch and I am standing in the foyer which is two steps up (makes a great stage)
Me: I watched belly-dancing last night and practiced. It's hard work.
Me: Would you like to see some moves?
Husband: Big Smile! Sure!
Me: Busting my new moves. Did I look like a belly dancer?
Husband: deer caught in the headlights look...says, not really...smiles to disarm me...it looks hard maybe you need to practice more.
Me: Maybe for your birthday NEXT MARCH!
Maybe I just didn't have the right outfit...maybe I need some finger cymbals...maybe I need to find my waist so I can isolate it...I have plenty for the chest camel and the belly part...maybe...
if I weren't so clumsy...maybe...
I intend to continue practicing these moves as they are great exercise for parts that you don't exercise with cardio or strength training. Yoga comes on after Shimmy. Look out world, I am on a mission....