(Photo © 2009 by Robin)

I decided I wanted to learn how to bellydance so I got out the bellydancing video I bought a few years ago, a video I’d only bothered to take out of the box once or twice.

I remember now that bellydancing works muscles I never knew I could use, much less use enough to make them sore.  Since the day after the day after the exercise is always the worst, tomorrow may find me barely able to move.

I briefly mentioned my 50 Goals Project (wherein I attempt to achieve 50 things in my 50th year on the planet) in a previous post a few days ago.  One of my 50 Goals is to learn to dance, any dance.  I’m not sure, though, that bellydancing is the practical way to go.

You see, M the Younger and his fiancee are getting married this year (in June).  It would be nice to be able to dance at the reception (other than the hug and sway variety of dancing).  You know, dance in a way that looks like I know what I’m doing.  Bellydancing at the reception is NOT an option.  Not even a consideration.

Perhaps the bellydancing will loosen me up enough that I’ll be willing to go to dance lessons.  I’m pretty sure M would go, too.  And if not, well, there’s always the hug and sway type of dance.

It’s snowing here today.  The snow follows a snow-ice-rain pattern we’ve been having all winter.  Usually after the snow-ice-rain, one on top of the other, we get lake-effect snows.  No winter watches or warnings in effect yet so it’s not likely to be more than a few inches.