Sunday, 10 August 2008

  • First step is the hardest....

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    Spacious huh? and next picture is teresa, she is the dance teacher for living arts.

    I have decided to sign up for a Yoga class this monday onwards together with a free trial of contemporary dance class follow by a belly dancing. After that, i will decide which one will pair off with my yoga class. The price to pay for fitness and beauty involves alot of budgeting, planning and praying.

    Do i need to do this? I asked myself.
    Any jerk of a practical thrifty minded friend* would say this: "Why throw so much money into the river? Go jogging, for crying out loud."
    *a so-called friend whom i judge as an demented individual*

    Well, true. But i've always got this dancing needs in my gene pool, i use to be in the dance team in my primary years but i quit the team due to my upcoming exams in high school. Later on, I sorta went cold feet on the audition to get back in the league and the rest is history.

    So, its now or never. Time to come back to my dancing feet....and so, i said a little prayer, took a shower for the hot sunday afternoon and march over to the dance studio right opposite where i stay. I tell you, I am nervous. Because we're talking about the first step in lessons for not just anything but something my heart will leap at. Music.
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    As I stroll along the clean polished woods of the studio, i notice the studio is mirrorless. The dance instructor Teresa said: "This is to promote a sense of creativity as u aspire yourself into the rythmn and the percussion of the music."

    Ah, how artistic and original. Nothing of a typical studio i see where u feel the pressure to poke ur bulging belly while u admire the lean fast-learners who's busy strutting "their thang" in the front-line since they are the regulars. Nothing like that at all. 

    Teresa gives me a feeling that she's a been that, done that kinda gal who's not afraid to express how she feels. She strictly ask of commitment for the classes if i want to see improvement physically. "I guarantee u will sweat like crazy...." followed by a mischevious smile on her face.

    Oh, boy.
    I will let u know more about this in due course. Meantime, i havent even shop for a pair of sport shoes, do i need it? Its the off-peak for my firm, its time to hit the dance floor and get to core of my first love. Music.

    Wish me luck.

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