|this is not me.|
My goal isn't to look like Joharah (well, maybe one day). Kidding aside, what I find most challenging about the class is figuring out how to isolate certain muscles to make them do things they have NEVER done before. And that's not kinky talk (though I did laugh when Joharah referred to the space between her ribs and her hips as a "woman's toolbox"). Having never taken dance I just haven't been required to connect that way with my body. She says left, my body goes right, she says down, I go up. I try to stay off to the side so I don't throw everyone off with my lack of coordination but Johorah somehow manages to catch every shimmy and drop I do. Thank goodness the room is full of true beginners so I'm not the only one who is having a tough time keeping my feet flat on the floor while I do hip thrusts from side to side (you try it - it ain't easy!).
I love how earthy the movement is - it makes me feel very grounded. The idea of being able to truly connect with my body is fascinating (and here I thought walking while chewing gum was fancy). With four more classes to go, I'll be happy if I get a decent shimmy going and can line up my lefts and rights with everyone by the end of February. There will definitely be more belly dancing in my future! It's addictive (and a nice break from the intensity of P90X).