Cake and sunglasses

heisenbug and I went to see a belly dance show at the Green Street Studios. Some of the dancers I found myself unable to appreciate, but some of them were just amazing. I love that whole boneless, fluid, slow thing that some belly dancers have going on. I took classes in that once... and would love to do it again, truth be told. Maybe after spring semester is over. I don't naturally have the slow, twisty arm movements, but I'd sure like to learn... and it's one of the few forms of dance where a long torso comes in handy.

In the spirit of islenskr's once-a-week picture posting, here is a yoga pose I failed to adequately describe to someone today:



It's a little bit face smashy... but oh, my arms look ripped. :) Pleasant surprise there.

Someone told me recently that she always feels self-conscious and tries to be really unobtrusive in the gym... just does the machines, doesn't do experiments with the equipment, etc. I was expecting her to say she felt fat or not strong enough, and then she said "I worry about making people feel bad by shining too brightly." Wow! That's sweet, and quite the opposite of what I usually hear, but I wouldn't have any fun at the gym if I acted like that. Let 'em eat cake and wear sunglasses, I say.