There is a belly dance recital up in southern New Hampshire on October 3rd at 2pm. It is a fundraiser for Breast Cancer Research and tickets are $10 each. If you’ll be in the area and are interested please consider dropping by to support us. These events are always a blast for all the lovely women who dance and those watching. We shimmy, we shake, we laugh, we have fun.
We’re working on so many amazing dance styles and choreographies. American Tribal, Veils, Zills, Tambourines, Swords, Doumbeks, Canes. Music ranges from current pop hits like Shakira’s “Hips don’t lie” and range back to older , more traditional sounding pieces by the likes of George Abdo, Eddie “The Sheik” Kochak and more.
While I don’t get in the 2 hours of daily practice that some others get in, I’ve been working myself on a few fast pieces and getting my costumes ready. I’m excited to show off what we’ve all learned in the last 6 months since the last recital.
On the swimming end of things, I’m consistently up to “R” laps each session. While I’m still not a speed demon of any sort (17 laps in 45 minutes) I’m having fun and noticing a distinct improvement in the quality of my sleep and also my lung capacity for playing trumpet. All good things.
My one mini-complaint about the swimming is more of just a baffled and slightly bemused reflection: does the splashing really help you swim any better? There never fails to be someone who I usually dub “Splashy McGee” (the name is the same regardless of who it is) that takes it upon themselves to swim like they are trying to get the water droplets to reach the wooden beams at the ceiling. I can never help but wonder: WHY? Isn’t the point to make the smallest such visible effect on the water? Or is that just in diving??
As I turn my head away as they pass, trying to avoid the potential for water to get splashed up my nose, I just get more and more baffled. Why so vigorous? I understand wanting to be fast or swimming hard or what-have-you, but kicking right at the surface like making the biggest splash means “you win”? What the heck is that about? Any swimmers out there ready to enlighten me on the reasons for such serious splashing? Is it really necessary?