there was a time when tuesday night sculpt and stretch involved 3 and 5 pound weights and meant hideous amounts of lunges and squats plus enough ab reps to make you feel sick. now we have a new instructor called �da-veeed� who, for some bizarre reason, thinks that exercise should be fun. unfortunately his idea of fun revolves around cha cha chaing back and forth doing jazz hands or mamboing while replicating mr. miyagi�s �wipe on, wipe off�. don�t get me wrong, i love dancing but only to music that moves me and i have to admit that latin funk really doesn�t make me want to shake my booty (although, rather embarrassingly, we did have to do that too). i therefore ended up doing the moves like i talk french eg the words are correct but i say them with my regular yorkshire accent.
9:58 a.m. - January 21, 2004
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