Exhilaration is…what happens when i come home from work, go straight to little orange studio, crank up my Pandora, forget about work and responsibility, and just go wherever the music takes me. Literally! This is how i exercise.
Will I do some belly dancing? or lift some weights? or do some step aerobics? How about some Yoga? Ballet? Maybe some Pilates? Maybe I feel like just putting on a pretty skirt and dancing like I was on stage again (is that wierd? oh well.)
And my husband? What does he think of his wife in the other room practicing torso undulations and snake arms… busting out in hour long dance routines? It used to freak him out when I first started doing it no doubt… but it doesn’t seem to phase him anymore. he usually can’t help sneaking into the studio to come stand beside me in the mirror and…
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