Working out for me these days is like finding a unicorn grazing in your backyard. Okay, so maybe not as impossible, but pretty close.
So when I do my mind is set and I always do classes so that I can just follow along and get it DONE. Zumba is a favorite of mine, mostly because I love the music. I’m not a good dancer, but I don’t care. I think of my club days — tight black pants, drink in one hand, ciggy in another, singing with my friends and avoiding the creepy guy in the corner.
Ahhh, those days. Yeah, they are GONE FOREVER and EVER.
So back to Zumba. I just like to dance and when you take that one joy away from me I turn into a very mean mamá. Here’s what happened when I thought I was doing a Zumba class but instead got something else.