Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Dance or die!
We now have snow and its situations.
The other day I drove through snowy downtown after work to Zumba class. I called an hour in advance to make sure the class was still on. But by the time I got there it had been canceled.
Walking into the gym in my bright blue Zumba pants I was appalled to see people busying themselves with weights and risers.
"What is this?" I asked.
The teacher apologized that Zumba had been canceled and she said, "This is Boot Camp."
I said, "That sounds strenuous." Everyone laughed.
I did not, needless to say, stay for Boot Camp. I can see why men might like that, you know, but I cannot imagine why any woman would want to pretend she is at Boot Camp. All I could think of was Lou Gossett Jr....
... yelling at me. Forget that! And having to do 50 push-ups. Ha, ha! To use my friend Gary's expression, well, THAT's not going to happen.
Back down to the locker room, change back into my skirt and tights. Into the car. Then I got on my cell phone and ascertained that there was a Zumba class in 45 minutes at the Boulevard Mall gym. So I went there. I got in my Zumba!
It is like the book on Leonard Pennario. You do not want to let it lapse for a day. Momentum is what it is all about. That is what Howard says. The only time I have missed Zumba class in recent memory was on Thanksgiving because I went to Mass. In an extreme situation like that Mass trumps Zumba. Luckily it does not usually come to that.
Yesterday I drove through the snow to Zumba.
Dance or die!
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I'm jealous of your many Zumba options, but that's what I get for living in a more rural area. If I miss tonight's Zumba class, I have no option. They don't even offer most of the Zumba classes around here when 9-5 workers can make them. I think it's awesome that you make such an effort to get to classes where you can despite snow and everything!
Julia, that is a problem, about when Zumba classes are scheduled. I have to get very creative to make them on certain days.. it's just not fair that so many are at, say, 9:30 a.m. I keep having to go to evening classes. The good news -- I'm drinking less wine, because I'm dancing in the gym. Where do you live? Do we know each other? Which Julia are you?
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