To Zzzz Or To Zumba?
Why the change? I decided to find something that I actually liked as opposed to something I could tolerate. Just about the only physical activity I enjoy is dancing. I have been an active dancer from the time I could walk (some say my performance of Live Dolly at the age of 6 was award-winning if not epic) on up to the sorostitute Greek Week dance offs. So, Zumba seemed to be the natural choice.
I was pleasantly surprised at the range of ages: collegiate girls replete with super spandex and bouncy ponytails, geriatric gentlemen with sweats, and curvaceous middle-agers in yoga pants and t-shirts.
Our instructor looked like Meg Ryan circa 1986 in Armed and Dangerous but with the wardrobe and enthusiasm of an 80s male fitness instructor. I am talking yellow nylon wind pants, white sneakers and a muscle tee. In her heavy Polish accent, she instructed us to MOOOOVE!! FEEL IT! while shimmying to Maroon 5.
Oh, I moved. I felt it. And I prayed that b would poop his pants halfway through so the Kids Club people would have to bail me out. This was a Work Out.
Did I go back? Yep. Again and again.
Here are some tips to make your Zumba experience enjoyable:
The class description at my gym says bring a hip scarf. Really? Oh sure, I will just grab one from my vast collection. Umm...don’t do this. You will look like an idiot.
If you are new, go early and get a spot in the back. They don’t teach you the moves before kicking it off. You learn by mimicking the instructor or a more seasoned veteran.
If you are insecure about your moves, go solo the first few times to catch on then bring a friend.
There are no real breaks. You don’t get an intermission. Stand near the back or edge to fake unbearable thirst or a cramp to regroup.
Anyone try SoulCycle? The concept seems silly, kind of like when my sister and I used to “car dance”...groove to the music seat belted into our car seats. I will try (almost) anything once, though!