Exercise of the Day :: Zumba

Yesterday I bravely (and in hindsight, somewhat optimistically) tried my hand at Zumba.

And it quite literally kicked my ass.

I would show you the footprint but, well, lets keep things PG.

I have included a generic picture of the Zumba logo for you entertainment (or not).

I suppose it would have been both helpful and hilarious if I would have taken a couple of pictures of myself actually doing Zumba.

Hmmm.

Inconvieniently, I didn't have the presence of mind to take a camera. Also, I was having trouble with the simple tasks of breathing/living so I guess snapping a picture could very well have killed me.

Never fear though, I have googled an image of some people at a Zumba lesson and included it.

Too happy for my liking.

See how much fun they are having? Toning and firming whilst exercising and have a right oul laugh while they're at it?

Yeah my Zumba was not like that at all.

Do they have defibrillators at Zumba?

 I could've done with one of these at my Zumba. And from the looks of things a couple of others could have too.

There were two men at my Zumba. Two poor unfortunates who very obviously had no idea what Zumba was when they signed up (If you are a member if their camp, with no clue at all, Zumba is a fast paced dance class. A lot of shimmying and hip-wiggling is involved).

They weren't great at the shimmying and their hip-wiggling left a lot to be desired. They did give it a bash though which must be applauded. I should point out, they were 50, if they were a day and two of the straightest men on the planet.

I don't think they will be back next week.

Will I be back next week though? That my friends is the big question.

My face was the colour of beetroot and my lungs were that of a 90 year old smoker on 40-a-day habit. I sweated out half the Atlantic Ocean, and then the other half for good measure. I never thought I could hurt doing a boob shake. But I did. Oh, did I.

Oddly, I loved it.

Sure, 5 minutes in I was positive I would spotaneously combust if I didn't sit down immediately. I was cursing myself for thinking this devil's torture could ever be 'fun'.

But it was.

I felt exhilarated, exhausted, exceeded, excited and exposed. (You'd feel exposed too if your bra was incorrectly fitting like mine. Sports bras a must ladies)

It was an awesome feeling actually. I felt like Superwoman.

Or Lara Croft at the very least.

Yeah. I bet she does Zumba.

12.30 Monday Zumba, I whole-heartedly look forward to another asskicking.

Maybe go a little easier this time? No? Alright then.