Another hour of watching my teacher's butt....and I would have followed her home....honestly....I have never paid so much attention to a woman's derriere.I stared at it......I admired it....I tried to imitate it.
Damn she was good.
For reasons unknown....I started Belly Dancing Class tonight. The good news: my teacher says my hips are "hopeful" which I believe translates into.....they have natural wiggle potential in them.
The bad news: it's really really hard to coordinate hips, thighs, knees, hands, arms, and gaze into those graceful movements.
I was shocked to find during class that some of my parts didn't move ...whereas other parts seemed to gyrate into odd directions......a image verified by the full length mirror covering the classroom wall.
Looking like a bad imitation of Steve Martin's infamous "King Tut" dance ....I decided to move behind a tall wide woman.....so I couldn't see myself in the unforgiving mirror for the rest of class time. Sometimes you just have to be kind to yourself.
Despite my body lagging about two minutes behind what the instructor was demonstrating...I actually had fun. It's the first dance/exercise class I've attended where people laughed (other bodies were also doing the King Tut ) and when the teacher said, "follow me"....some women yelled back...."Are you kidding?"
So I flailed and "Tut-ed" and laughed for a hour......and then at the very end......for about one minute.......the music and my hips were in sync....and I thought......damn.......how cool is this?
What I think I looked like:
What I was supposed to look like:
She's absolutely amazing.....and the first two minutes
of dancing is worth the watch....this is so incredibly
hard ....I can't even imagine how she does it.
