The Head and Heart Club

This morning I rediscovered the joys of stretching. Today's the second day in a row I went to bed giving myself the option of getting up directly at 7, and no other. I did my best to dig back into old wrestling warm ups and stretch routines. I ran a few days ago, and that compiled with a lack of stretching in months (possibly years)made the going pretty slow and painful. I'm thinking it would look a lot like if the Scarecrow and Tinman both decided the Wizard of Oz was full of crap and abandoned their quest with Dorothy, turning instead to a joint fitness venture, calling their workout tape "The Head and Heart Club: 5 Minute Yellow Brick Abs"

It wasn't all that bad though. It's not every day in the States that you can wake up and stretch to Michael Jackson's 'Beat It'. I love the way German's are selectively in love with American culture. In my first week, a German mentioned that Hollywood was our major import. I'd add that the Germans eat this export right up. Setting aside the way the Germans eat up our movie stars (See the Berlin Film Festival entry later, or the Facebook album), the Germans love our music as well. More than 50% of the music on the radio is in English. It may not be American, or at least not recognizable, which is ironic because they only play "The newest music from the West", but it is in English. The most ironic though is the American apparel the Germans will wear. My favorite is the guy from the bar that tried fighting a group of us. The group hadn't done anything to him but he had a chip on his shoulder. "F America! I hate Americans! F Americans! F you! I think it'd be a little more intimidating and less funny if the joker wasn't wearing a New York Yankees beenie :-)