Just before Christmas our local primary school held a Christmas Fair in the village hall, and one of the stalls was a lovely lady promoting a new belly dancing class that she was setting up for beginners in January.
I've always had a hankering after learning to belly dance, and I really do need to do something - in this age where fitness is touted as a goal for everyone, I do nothing.
No gym, no wii fit, no exercise videos.
A little gentle
stroll walk now and again, but nothing too sporty for me.
Frankly fitness regimes bore me.
Belly dancing seems perfect to me, something fun, interesting and with a bit of an edge to it.
I attempted to persuade a daughter or two to come along with me for moral support...
Youngest daughter -"Errrrr no mam, don't think so!"
Eldest daughter -"I don't do that sort of thing, it doesn't interest me."
Middle daughter - "Yeh, that sounds fun! will Dave watch Flic for us?"
So I got me a dancing buddy, bought us a couple of these...
... arranged for grandad to babysit...
and off we went.
Was it fun? - Yes
Did it work the muscles?- Yes
Was I the oldest there? - No
Was I the only one with a
big generous belly? - No
Will I go back? - Yes
Will I end up with a figure as good as this?
In my dreams!