I had my first Zumba experience today. An out-of-shape overweight neighbor asked me if I’d go with her to “Zumba Gold.” I didn’t know what that was exactly. Hint: it rhymes with OLD.
So not only was it my first Zumba class, but also the first time I stepped foot into our local senior center. Who says aging doesn’t open up new horizons? The class was held in the room where they also serve a low cost lunch, so the lingering smell of tuna casserole added a certain something to the experience.
But how can you not like an exercise class that begins with everyone sitting in chairs??? Yep, there we were, about twelve oddly shaped old ladies swingin’ our feet to that Latin beat. And an instructor who I swear was not wearing a single item of attire without at least 16 Zumba logos on it.
We did eventually stand up, and I thought, okay now we’re going to work it. Well, sort of. Lots of arm swinging, some side-stepping, and an occasional bellydance-like hip sway. Must still be the warm-up, just kind of long. So I happily hung in there, waiting to get sweaty. But before I knew it, the instructor had us all standing in place and doing big slow arm sweeps and deep breaths. I’m no pro, but that’s the move known the world over as Cool Down. What? A minute later the class was over with everyone wiping their faces and exclaiming how tired they were. Hmmmmm…..
Here’s what I learned from it all:
--The ladies are GREAT to put themselves out there and take on any form of exercise that challenges them. They could have played Bingo, but didn’t. Way to go.
--A year ago, I would have thought it was a serious workout, too. An experience like this happily reminds me that I have indeed come a long way.
--I love booty-shaking music. Always say yes to dancing!
--Maybe I need to get some orange and chartreuse workout clothes.
--Never, EVER be in the vicinity of tuna while exercising.