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I Zigged When they Zagged

Many images came to my mind as I stepped WAY out of my comfort zone and tried Zumba (rolling my eyes) of all things today. Fish out of water, an innocent squirrel being electrocuted on an electric fence - I'm pretty sure this was what I looked like as the room hip hopped, Salsa and swayed. I don't have a rhythmic bone in my body. If I ever thought I did, today proved otherwise.

I stayed in the back of the class and tried not to get in anyone's way. But then we had to turn around. Yes this little hip moving number had us doing a 360. So those in front of me were no longer in front but behind. She tried not to smile, but I knew she couldn't help it. Then as we turned again, she let out a little laugh. I knew she couldn't help herself. I had positioned myself where I couldn't get a glimpse in the mirror. I didn't want to know. But the smile and giggle told me that yep, this white girl can't dance. I leaned over to the good natured all-in-fun smiling lady and said 'I don't think my hips will move like that'. She said to give it time, I would get it. But I think under her breath I heard 'maybe'. Another lady remarked that she liked my shoes. I think she was just trying to make me feel better.

I'm thinking this is payback for making my child step out of his comfort zone and try Kindermusik. It took a few classes for him to feel comfortable. Now he's comfortable and enjoys the classes. I'm not really sure that will happen with me and Zumba.

I can hold a plank. I can do a few push-ups. And the bosu ball is no longer my enemy. But the idea of dancing and especially where others (gasp) can see me is way beyond my skill set. I'm actually still pretty surprised at myself that I even tried it. But there was also something exciting about stepping into something that was so far fetched and way out of my element for me.

Will I try it again? Sure, why not. I'll just keep telling myself that everyone is looking at me thinking "She's got the Moves like Jaggar".

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  1. Lol! Great post. I know the feeling but with a spinning class I took. I thought hey, I can do this for an hour its like riding a bike uphill. Uhm, No! I shamelessly sneaked out of the dark room after 30mins! My legs were on fire! I did go back though to a different instructor. I was too embarrassed to show my face. Don't give up! After a few classes you will have the moves like Jagger!

    1. Ha.. I remember my first spin class. I almost fell off of the bike when I stood up. I couldn't move my legs :)

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