This is an exert from my other blog (www.missbananapants.com) about my virgin attempt to try out an aerobics class. Thought I'd share here. Hope you get a few chuckles at my expense. :)
I picked up a class calendar at my local YMCA where I like to go run and decided to attempt my first Zumba class. A number of my friends have said how fun it is, so I decided that would try it out. Upon arrival, I realized that I was one of the only ones in the class that didn't take it SERIOUSLY. Everyone was decked out in their skintight spandex and sports bras, complete with headbands and special Zumba sneakers. I was in a t-shirt and basketball shorts. My bad. I didn't realize I needed to come to look like I was going to be included in the next Susan Sommers Sexy Buns workout video. I sighed as the class began and immediately fell behind. Way behind. As "I'm Sexy and I Know It" by LMFAO blared over the stereo, the booty-shaking commenced. Hips were swinging back and forth and the pelvic thrusting totally through me off. Did these women take a DVD home and learn all these moves before the class? I joined in with only about every third move. I was hopeless. I had no mojo and I certainly wasn't bringing anything sexy back. It was entertaining to watch all the 50-year-old "cougar-types", get their groove on. I believe most of them were probably strippers in a former life. And all of the 20-somethings droppin it like it's hot could probably leave this class and go directly into a MTV Spring Break casting without a problem. However, I needed to take my clumsy rump home and study up a bit more on how the Latinas learn how to move their booties. I enjoyed myself. And Lord knows the other classmates enjoyed watching me make a fool of myself. But the next time I go into Zumba class, I'm coming prepared. . .With neon armbands and leotards made for the Macarena.
Happy Monday fitness friends! Hope your week gets off to a good start! I'm mixing up my protein shake and getting my day started!