I'm starting to get worried about myself. I think some form of alien might have invaded my brain and taken over me. And it messes up my head in a very strange way, making me like exercising. I even try to eat in a moderately healthy way, thinking twice about what I put into my mouth. (It's no diet, though. Hate them, don't believe in them, don't do them.)
Yes. Never saw that one coming, now did you? Me neither.
Or then it might just be that I've found again the one and only form of exercise that fits me. The only form of exercise that I've had an almost pure love-relationship with only a dash of irritation due to my unbending limbs.
And now, after a long time of searching, I'm dancing once more, Bollywood-bhangra and bellydancing, once a week each.
Here's the song we're dancing to (with a different choreography, though) in our Bollywood class until next week:
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