So today I decided to go completely outside my comfort zone. I mean WAY out!!! First - you must know I am not known for my dancing ability (sometimes I feel like I can dance but it is generally after a few beverages). Before lunch today I found a class called Zumba at the local gym. Hmm that sounds interesting. I am in! Excited I arrived at the class a bit early. Plenty of time to reconsider and I did - many times. As people filed into the class I noticed that I along with one other guy were the only males. I had positioned myself strategically in the back of the studio. I was already sweating out of nervousness, and realized that any chance of escaping back to the treadmill was long gone. The instructor said hello and asked if there was any first timers. I rose my hand (as if it wasnt already obvious?). BIG MISTAKE!! She asked my name and introduced me to the class. The 25 women and the one guy in dolphin shorts said hello in unison. She then raised up her hand and pointed in my direction. I thought to myself holy sh..t. As she turned her hand over and began curling it slowing as to motion me to the front I almost passed out and pee peed in my pants. I walked to the front of the class totally freaking out but trying to act cool. She positioned me right dead center of the front row. Oh God I was getting light headed. She gave me a little slap on the hips and turned to start the music. Facing into the full length mirror, the full realization that every eye was on me and there was truly no escape. BOY WERE THEY IN FOR A SHOW! I swear I thought I was going to have a panic attack. As the music started I stood there in a state of shock. The instructor then began rotating her hips and swinging her arms. The latin music began to pump and the only thing I knew to do is pump my fist like the Jersey Shore Crew. She looked over at me with a giggle and a smile. I soon noticed that my ridged body was beginning to move. I tried desperately to follow the routines, but was truly unsuccessful. A few minutes into my gyrations I realized I did not care anymore. For the next hour I made the most glorious fool out of myself and loved every second of it. Zumba Rocks! I think I giggled off 5 pounds. What am I going to do tomorrow?? Maybe sing in the subway....
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 02:15:44 +0000
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