Something new....

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Exercise makes me bored.
Exercise needs to be hard work.
Freakin.
Ice cream is no good as motivation to get exercising.

Melbourne, being fadish like nothing else, I've noticed that different exercises have come in and out of fashion; gyms, rollerblading, yoga, pilates, touch football, team sports, bootcamp, dancing, etc, etc.

They all still exist, obviously, but they've all had their moment to shine. So, I hear you almost ask except you haven't thought of it yet, what is all a shinin' right this very second?

Well my friends, I always make an effort to have answers to the questions I've asked on your behalf and this, this is no exception. The latest trend in fitness is Bollywood dancing. I gave it a burl last night and it was massive. It has totally, totally exploded and this class I went to was massively packed.

The most obvious thing was that there were 4 boys and a hundred million girls. We were a bit nervous, girls can snap at any second, but it all turned out okay.

The existence of Bollywood has only recently blipped my radar, but the dance moves we learnt totally seemed familiar. It was hard, I felt it in my thighs and in my stomach. It was pretty freakin' fun, the chicks were giggling the whole way through and we totally learnt a whole song (Salsa teaches like, 12 seconds of moves over the hour).

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Such funness!


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