Monday, April 24, 2006
I am grumpy.
It's still raining. The bellydancing video I bought to motivate myself toward movement annoys and overwhelms me. Not only are the moves incomprehensible, but the dancers outfits are silly and the background music techno-new-age with a subtle Indian beat. I hoped for a sultry Middle Eastern rhythm and curvy black-haired divas gently drawing me into a shimmy. These are blonde girls in teal work-out suits sporting a few obligatory bangles and California smiles. Sheesh.
And then, well, it's bright Monday, and as I mentioned, it's raining.
I'm going for a jog, which involves the kind of workout step I've already gotten down.