Dang! I just realized, all of you A-Z Challenge bloggers are probably doing Zumba posts today. I'm not in your challenge but I'm using your "Z" anyway cause it was just too much fun on Friday.
Zumba...now that was a challenge.
Here's how it went down:
Thursday finds me feeling sorry for myself about all that's going on in my world. I'm slumped on the couch, dressed in baggy sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt, (I'm dressed for the class already!) laptop open to Facebook, television tuned to a Dr. Phil, while going over recent events in my mind. I hear the bus pull up out front. I close the laptop and mute the television.
In typical fashion, my tweenager bursts through the front door, waving a white piece of paper back and forth, and talking a mile a minute.
It's a permission slip. Can we go? We HAVE to be there!! There's going to be FREE healthy snacks and FREE smoothies!! Can we go? Can we? Can we?
I arrive to the class not expecting much. I mean, really, it's for a bunch of middle schoolers. How hard can it be? I see a smattering of adults and about twenty-five kids. Ten minutes later, more kids. Some more adults wander into the gymnasium and the DJ announces that we'll have everything wrapped up no later than 5:10. I glance at the clock...it's 3:55. Okay, some instructions, some snacks, some Zumba, some cool down, some more snack and some smoothies while they then sell us their classes - I got them all figured out. mmmmhmmmm. I nod my head knowingly. Glancing around as if to warn everyone not to get suckered into the Big Sell at the end!
Off the kids go to get their smoothies and fruit and I talk to one of moms. A very nice lady who is the mom of child's best friend. We talk about going to the beach this summer. I can't help compare myself to her. She's a beauty!! From Venezuela, her accent is beautiful, her body flawless! No baby gut on her like I carry...damn! It's all right, I tell myself, I'm still in good shape. Stop beating yourself up, Elsie!! This is about having fun. Not about who looks the best.
The Migraine I had lingering throughout the day was mentally pushed back. It was time for fun. The DJ put on some Latin music and hordes of kids rushed the floor. It was like when (okay, I'm dating myself here) when they put "C'Mon Ride That Train" on in the club or "Baby Got Back", you just knew the floor was going to be crowded.
I played it safe, in the middle, away from the kids and by the mom I had spoken to earlier. A safe zone. I awaited the instructions.
"DO WHAT I DO!" This tiny woman boomed into her microphone and off we went. I was so lost and confused and embarrassed and looked around wondering if this lady had lost her mind. But, no, everyone else was just going with the flow. They didn't care that they weren't perfectly in sync with her or that they didn't even come close to doing what she was doing.
They were laughing. They were smiling. They were having fun!! So, I did too!!! I looked up at the clock and thought, holy cow, look at me, I'm gonna last the WHOLE class!!! I can't believe it!! I was winded, I was sweaty, I was laughing. It was fantastic. My head began to throb and I knew I had to stop.
But, I last twenty minutes! Surely the class was only, what, forty minutes? Ummm, no, not so much. Cool down began at an hour. The class ran over because the kids were having so much fun. My new friend, she lasted the entire time, as did every other adult, which made me laugh even more because I saw why. I threw every ounce of energy I had into it, like I was at Da Club. They paced themselves. Smart ladies. I also learned that my new friend Zumba's five times a week at the Y. Hence, the killer body. I'm thinking you actually have to do something to get that killer body besides sit in front of the laptop all day? Just a thought....
What did I learn? That my ass is going to find a Zumba class and if I can't find Zumba it will be yoga...although, I really want to Zumba. I just know that I need to get out of the house and be social again.
Zumba kicked my ass on Friday but it made me laugh, let me do my favorite thing - dance - and I got in some exercise too. Zumba rocks!!!