Completely stupid thought follows; continue on at your own risk.
Once upon a time I was going through a phase where I wanted to prove to myself that I was something other than an udder, so I decided to run the BolderBoulder. And then I found out that I needed my wisdom teeth removed. My mother-in-law was going to be in CO that weekend, and she had already signed up to babysit for me while I ran, so I decided to schedule the wisdom teeth thing that weekend as well, since I had a babysitter. It was so brilliant. I had my wisdom teeth removed one afternoon, went home with my painkillers, and then did the 10K early the next morning. I began to understand the full weight of my idiocy about 1 minute after the race began. Basically, I wanted to take a nap. And I kind of felt like I was sleeping and running. I kept sort of forgetting what I was doing, like Hey, why am I running down this street with all these people, and where are we going? Oh, yeah, this is a race. Then a few minutes later, Hey, why am I running down this street with all these people…? And then towards the end of the race I came round a corner and there on somebody’s front lawn was a group of belly-dancers, dancing with their bellys. And they were hot and sweaty from dancing and I suppose they had been hired to perform, but in that moment I thought maybe I was dying. I was in the middle of a road for some reason, and hot, and my face hurt, and my eyes felt funny, and now I was seeing belly dancers, so, yeah, death.
But I kept running.
That was the last time I saw a belly-dancer.
And now lately my friend has been talking about how her daughter wants to take a belly-dancing class, and another friend has been telling me about belly-dancing classes in Knoxville. Apparently, people do this a lot, like it’s a thing, and not just a Boulder thing, and they love it. Looks like it could even be an effective ab workout. Hmm.
If you are ever interested, here is a link to classes in Knoxville (thanks, Kim!), taught at Knox Dance Worx.