Wow… I’m exhausted. I just got home from the gym… and I need a shower, and I need my bed. I wish that someone would make me dinner. Oh wait… it’s just me here tonight. I guess that’s out.
I’ve been thinking I need to get into a group class… and tonight, I was choosing between two different classes.
Candlelight Yoga or….
I honestly can’t believe I did it.
I’m not a dancer. No seriously, not a dancer at all… which made the choice of this class even more surprising.
I decided to try Zumba because… well, it would burn more calories than doing the yoga. So, off I be-bopped to the class.
Funny story, I walk in and see a lady glued to the wall (literally she looked like she was hugging it.) I immediately know that we’re meant to be friends. Her name is Tina, and it’s her first class too (obvi).
Tina and I take our place in the back of the class… and begin to workout with the more tenured folks. And, what a workout it was…
I was engaging muscles that I didn’t even know existed. And all that latin twisting… oh, it was whittling the ol’ waist, of that I’m sure. And, I’m also positive I’ll feel every single one of those little muscles tomorrow.
Tina and I were keeping up as best as we could… close to the back of the room for water and a towel to wipe off the sweat. I also noticed at 6:50pm that there was a clock in the back of the room… also convenient!
There were parts I liked more than others and parts that I don’t even remember. What I do remember is that I MADE IT THROUGH.
Do you ZUMBA?