Monday, April 24, 2006
pouty-post-pascha
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.
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Silly girl, don't you know that bad bright week weather can be compensated for by copious amounts of salomi and imported cheese. Sigh. John Beal would be so disappointed in you.
Jules
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