As if the world is really going to end sooner than 2012, my bosses never stop pouring me with tonnes of work, which leaves me feeling lethargic at the end of day. Last night, I must have reached my limit. Instead of going to the gym, I went straight home. And as soon as I entered my house, I fell on my knees. Actually, I felt like sleeping on the floor straight away, but I thought better off it. After a few minutes feeling like a heap of old rag, I decided to go to the gym. Hopefully I could sweat out the stress.
I joined a stretching class, but I couldn't stand even 20 minutes of it. I was huffing and puffing throughout the class. The fact that the studio is a hot studio with wooden walls helped only to worsen my condition. At one point, if I were living in the Street Fighter video game, my energy level must have gone to zero -- and I would have magically flown to the floor. I was surprised that I didn't collapse; I guess my huge ego was the only thing holding me into the poses. Good thing too, otherwise I could've whipped up a frenzy in the club and cause the instructor one heck of a report to write!
After the stretch class, I decided to join Restorative Yoga. It's time to restore my overworked body, or I might have to take a month-long holiday! Plus, I didn't think I had the strength to climb up the stairs to the locker room. The instructor played a yoga mantra CD during the class. She played it at such low volume, that all I could catch was the rhythm. It was very soothing, and I felt calm in no time. I even felt my energy returning.
It was halfway through class that this slightly fast track was played. For some reason, I could picture the beat in my head -- this random whirlpool, like the ones displayed on my Media Player. A short while later, I felt like moving to the beat. Heck, my fingers were already moving by this time. I had to concentrate hard to keep still. But that was no use, because my entire body started moving! I couldn't believe it, and still can't believe it -- I did belly dance in Restorative Yoga class! Subtle movements only, I hope. I'm glad the instructor got into the pose with us, otherwise I she might got very offended! And I'm praying hard that nobody noticed, or they caught me on camera! Please, please, please..... ~shuts eyes really tight!~
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I don't know how long that went, but I was both glad and sort of disappointed when the class was finally over. Glad because nobody pointed out that I moved during class, so no humiliation. Disappointed because I was enjoying it so much. I never danced to any song on my own before -- believe me, and ask my teachers. I can follow them dance, but if they me dance free-style I'd just go to the back row and sit. I don't know what it is really, maybe I never felt the rhythm? Or I haven't found MY rhythm? Well, whatever it is, it all changed last night.
Let's hope that little 'skit' means I finally found my artistic side, and confidence. A few of my instructors and even teachers from school told me that I can dance but I need to improve on my confidence level. I'm pretty sure I'm still not confident enough to do a solo performance (what..., already?) but at least I'm getting there... But wait, I don't think I'd like to do any solo performance, especially not a solo belly dance! Believe me, the sky's going to fall if I even put on a belly dance costume! And I'm pretty sure nobody makes a costume big enough for me.
Trust me, she's not big enough...
