Exciting news: I’m going to Bali in August for 2 weeks. It’s a great friend’s 30th, so obviously that calls for somewhat of a celebration. And I’ll certainly need a bit of a break from this old routine/daily grind by then.
Said friend was considering coming to visit me here in The Desh, but oh no no no, this is NOT a place to celebrate a 30th. It’s tough going here, and not exactly geared up for tourists. Hardly a beach destination is it.
So we settled on Bali, as I can get fairly cheap flights, and well, it’s Bali isn’t it.
In preparation for sun, sea and etc, I’ve decided to up my exercise regime. Which really means start an exercise regime. I’ve been swanning around in a salwar kameez for 3 months, so getting into a bikini will be quite a shock to my new found/enforced modesty.
I’ve borrowed ‘Davina’s Three 30 Minute Workouts’ DVD from a fellow volunteer, and pranced around my bedroom doing the boxercise section this morning. Barefoot, as I don’t have trainers here. But as I figure it, kickboxers do their thing barefoot, so it’s more authentic this way.
Now it’s 10am, and I’m ready for a nap.