Zumba

I finally made it to Zumba last night with my friend Amber. I have been trying to join her on her Monday night workouts, but work has been in the way. Yesterday I made sure I was going to make it and not miss because of work or anything else…I was determined to make it to class. As I was heading to class I really had no idea what I was getting into, especially since I haven’t done a workout class in the past three years due to all my health issues. I did Google Zumba and learned that it was an aerobic Latin dance workout class or something like that. Still that didn’t help me understand what I was about to do to myself. I made it to the class and realized it was PACKED full of people…almost too packed. I think they need a capacity limit because, as I noticed, some people don’t know how to stay in their own “space” and feel the need to enter their neighbor’s space. Well, I quickly got over that issue about five minutes into the class because I was so busy watching the instructor to get the moves down that I didn’t care that my neighbor had no sense of personal workout space. I mean I didn’t want to look awkward on my first day of class so I was just intently watching the instructor as I followed all her moves. I looked at the clock when there was a pause in between songs and noticed we were only 15 minutes in and all I could think was “how am I going to make it until 6:30?” Then Amber and her friends mentioned how the instructor was a sub and the usual Monday night instructor was much more tough and they were finding this lady easy…really, people! I think they were just trying to show off as I had sweat dripping down my back, face and everywhere else it could slowly trickle down my body. I suck it up and keep going as I watch the very sexy Latino instructor move and shake her hips very smooth. As I kept up the routine I was thinking how I am nailing all her movements and I got this down and I am not too shabby at this. In fact I think I am moving my hips and everything else just like the little Latino instructor. I looked around the room and was impressed with my first day as I notice others who look awkward with their hips and have no control over their body parts. I am feeling pretty good about myself and my quick learning ability until I decided to look in the mirror…reality check! Nope, I did not look anything like what I was envisioning with my hips shaking just like the instructor…who makes it look so easy by the way. Instead I looked just as awkward as everybody else in the room. I just had to laugh at myself as I thought it was funny that I actually could be that smooth at Latino dance aerobics. Instead of facing reality I decided that it was best if I just went with how good I thought I was doing instead of watching my awkward self in the mirror and face reality. It was good times and I had such a good workout that I was in pain today from my neck to my toes. It was such an awesome feeling again to get back to a workout class just like the old days, but just a little rusty. No worries as I will get myself back into shape as I am hoping to join Amber for future Zumba classes. Watch out instructor, here I come!