Saturday, July 02, 2005
Time well spent
My mother pulled a quick one on us, and Cheryl and I were left to attend Bodyjam by ourselves. I should've listened to my misgivings when I read the name of the class, but Mum insisted it was fun, so she set us up and made us go, like lambs to slaughter.
It was hilarious. The instructor was everything and more - everything you need for a completely embarrassing workout. So there we were, in that fishtank of a studio while the guy bounced around on stage, shrieking encouragingly at the three poor souls that had bravely turned up.
He moved well, we didn't.
He had more energy than the three of us put together, and we struggled.
He laid bare my complete and utter malcoordination - feet go this way and hands do what? huh?
"Mooove it laydeez! Ooooe-et-ooo-et!" is the memory of my Saturday morning, and my aching legs are my testimony.
I think I'm going to try something much slower, like yoga or bodybalance next time.
It was hilarious. The instructor was everything and more - everything you need for a completely embarrassing workout. So there we were, in that fishtank of a studio while the guy bounced around on stage, shrieking encouragingly at the three poor souls that had bravely turned up.
He moved well, we didn't.
He had more energy than the three of us put together, and we struggled.
He laid bare my complete and utter malcoordination - feet go this way and hands do what? huh?
"Mooove it laydeez! Ooooe-et-ooo-et!" is the memory of my Saturday morning, and my aching legs are my testimony.
I think I'm going to try something much slower, like yoga or bodybalance next time.
Like a deer in headlights
Summer in K.L. makes you realise what a small town it is. Summer in K.L. always sees you running into old friends, old acquaintances, and people you'd've rather forgot.
Three more months of being on guard when I go out in public. No wonder people dread highschool reunions; running into old school mates is like putting yourself up to being judged - Oh, she's put on weight, mmhmm, getting a little pudgy aren't we; Oooh, look at her hair! Who died? - You can feel those comments running through their minds behind their quickly plastered-on smiles.
So I like staying home, or hiding out at Tishen's where the only thing that throws me off guard are flukey pool shots and tons of laughter.
Three more months of being on guard when I go out in public. No wonder people dread highschool reunions; running into old school mates is like putting yourself up to being judged - Oh, she's put on weight, mmhmm, getting a little pudgy aren't we; Oooh, look at her hair! Who died? - You can feel those comments running through their minds behind their quickly plastered-on smiles.
So I like staying home, or hiding out at Tishen's where the only thing that throws me off guard are flukey pool shots and tons of laughter.
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