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'kibbled'. an underused word, i think.
Aug. 23rd, 2005 09:28 amgringo put out the lists for the batizado last night.
my name is down for a green belt! (so is yours, rato!)
i should be full of delighted squee noises, but i'm a bit nervous about the whole thing, actually. i don't feel ready, just yet. plus, i have to be in a performance. i have to dress up in a grass skirt and a top that is best described as 'limited' and attempt to remember choreography and not take anyone out with my maculele sticks. plus, the girls have to be...traditional? we have to dance for the king of the village, and run away scared when the boys come attack (they get machetes. pfft.) i am massively unexcited about the whole thing. i'm not feeling graceful at the moment, and i'm having a new and somewhat debilitating bout of self-consciousness/body discomfort. having to perform in public does not delight me.
plus, it now means that i'm going to be training four times a week in a desperate bid to not look completely crap in the roda, and on mondays and wednesdays i'll be at class from 5 til 8:30/9ish.
i am really quite unused to taking any physical activity this seriously.
happily, despite training last night i am not too achy today...mr wolf's theory is that i managed to sufficiently warm down afterwards. given that my warming down involved cycling home, cleaning up the flat, showering, then cycling to mount lawley and back and then to uni, i think i need to work out a much briefer warm-down.
although it's always possible that the ache will stick kick in sometime this afternoon.
the next few weeks are going to be ridiculous.
my name is down for a green belt! (so is yours, rato!)
i should be full of delighted squee noises, but i'm a bit nervous about the whole thing, actually. i don't feel ready, just yet. plus, i have to be in a performance. i have to dress up in a grass skirt and a top that is best described as 'limited' and attempt to remember choreography and not take anyone out with my maculele sticks. plus, the girls have to be...traditional? we have to dance for the king of the village, and run away scared when the boys come attack (they get machetes. pfft.) i am massively unexcited about the whole thing. i'm not feeling graceful at the moment, and i'm having a new and somewhat debilitating bout of self-consciousness/body discomfort. having to perform in public does not delight me.
plus, it now means that i'm going to be training four times a week in a desperate bid to not look completely crap in the roda, and on mondays and wednesdays i'll be at class from 5 til 8:30/9ish.
i am really quite unused to taking any physical activity this seriously.
happily, despite training last night i am not too achy today...mr wolf's theory is that i managed to sufficiently warm down afterwards. given that my warming down involved cycling home, cleaning up the flat, showering, then cycling to mount lawley and back and then to uni, i think i need to work out a much briefer warm-down.
although it's always possible that the ache will stick kick in sometime this afternoon.
the next few weeks are going to be ridiculous.