Tonight was my third zumba class. In order to prepare, because I like to be prepared for class, right?--well, yesterday I spent a bit of time viewing YouTube videos of people zumba-ing. I watched closely and tried to channel my inner butt shaker.
I'd like to say that tonight I was keeping up with the rest of the class--those under thirty-year-olds--in fact, I'd like to say I was teaching them, schooling them, if you will, but well that would not be true.
What would be true is that I moved more during this class than the last two, I picked up the pace a bit, shook it all up a bit more.
And, I sweated more than I have in like forever.
After one week, I'm headed to falling in love with zumba class. I may be quick that way, but experience has taught me that if I stick with it for two weeks, I'll be in for good.
One down. One to go.
Monday, November 4, 2013
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So proud of you! Keep it up. :)
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