Zumba

Last night I had my first experience with the latest exercise craze called Zumba. I know, I know, I'm behind but some of us have been busy dealing with the Oprah Effect.

I learned some interesting things while 'Zumbaing'.

The first is, my dance moves are stuck in the 80s. Fergie, JLo and Shakeria I am not (yes I know, a devastating blow.) I have a new found respect for those women who can shake their bootie. It's actually pretty darn hard to do. And honestly, I've always been scared that once I got it shaking that it might just keep on going, like a centrifugal force thing.

The second is, I am in pretty good shape despite my lack of hip-shimmy skills. I had heard horror stories about women dropping like flies in a puddle of sweat on the dance floor from Zumba-induced fatigue. I was neither doused in sweat (a healthy glow yes) nor keeling over from overexertion.

The third is, my back is KILLING me today. Apparently all those hand moves I thought were silly actually DO work your muscles. Huh.

The fourth is, I really need a jaunty hat to wear like the guy on the website.* I'm thinking this one:

The fifth is, I think I might just go back and do it again.

Once I can lift my arms above my head again that is. After all, I need to be able to put on my fedora.

*I haven't done any of the DVDs shown on the website I linked to. I just referenced that site to give those of you unfamiliar with Zumba some info.