Interesting week in the rainy season. As the coffee season picks up, so come the rains and the morning exercise routine has to become a mainly an indoor activity. It is not that it is always raining in the mornings, usually it is clear, but the air is very humid, the ground slippery and wet and the bugs come out of the coffee in swarms and bite any exposed flesh. So I head indoors.
This time, there is a new gym in town and it is proving very popular with the local ladies. I've signed up, together with other moms from the school, ladies who work in the local salons, a few of the local lovelies and a cohort of very energetic 50 something Boquetenas who put the rest of us to shame. The exercise is good enough, the boredom busting factor exceptional. Laughing my head off through the early mornings in back row with my new chums. It is mostly about trying to follow a the male Panamanian latin dancers who come up the mountain from the big town to play drill sergeant for the morning.
Only in Panama would you have an entire hours worth of class devoted to the butt, bum or I think they say something like pompies? here but the word is nowhere in the dictionary that I can find. What ever they call it, the ladies of Boquete are working very hard in preparation for the holidays. The next day we got 30 minutes straight of hula with our arms tied up on poles behind our backs, no cheating. Essential for all the dancing that will take place over the coming months. No argument joints are important to keep moving ....but 30 minutes straight, well that is extreme.
Mañana we start all over again. Wondering what is in store for us this week?
This time, there is a new gym in town and it is proving very popular with the local ladies. I've signed up, together with other moms from the school, ladies who work in the local salons, a few of the local lovelies and a cohort of very energetic 50 something Boquetenas who put the rest of us to shame. The exercise is good enough, the boredom busting factor exceptional. Laughing my head off through the early mornings in back row with my new chums. It is mostly about trying to follow a the male Panamanian latin dancers who come up the mountain from the big town to play drill sergeant for the morning.
Only in Panama would you have an entire hours worth of class devoted to the butt, bum or I think they say something like pompies? here but the word is nowhere in the dictionary that I can find. What ever they call it, the ladies of Boquete are working very hard in preparation for the holidays. The next day we got 30 minutes straight of hula with our arms tied up on poles behind our backs, no cheating. Essential for all the dancing that will take place over the coming months. No argument joints are important to keep moving ....but 30 minutes straight, well that is extreme.
Mañana we start all over again. Wondering what is in store for us this week?
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