So I’m a sucker for exercise classes… when I decide go to the gym, that is. I don’t know why. Potential reasons include being a big fan of team sports (soccer, field hockey, and rugby), an
obsession with interest in people watching, and the need to trick myself into having fun while working out. My favorite? Duh. Kate and I fell in love with this last spring. A serious cardio dance party where I can dance like a fool and look at others while they do the same? Yes, please!
Also, a perfect excuse to make funny faces while I wear legit BAMFy footwear such as this (seriously. show me someone who isn’t into a fresh pair of Nike’s and I’ll show you a liar. unless it’s for sweatshop & other drag reasons. eeehh… I’m uncomfortable…)
And I sure will jam to some Akon “Oh Africa” and rando Spanish songs that are really shake-yo-groove-thang enticing. I know, you’re thinking, “Caitlin, do you take those sweet moves you learn during the week and use them when you’re out on the weekends?” What do you think? C’mon now. Can’t let them go to waste.
I cannot tell a lie, though. While there, I do look around the room and check out the scene. You know the whole, “Ohmigosh, it’s fine. Exercise classes are fine! Nobody is even worried about you. They’re doing their own thing.”? Lies. I don’t even mind saying it. I’m not the only one. Right?! Either way. I’m not a pro; I’m nowhere near a level of awesome. I am, though, super confident and hysterical while I do it, and I expect others to be the same.
My secret: watch the instructor. Pretend it’s you. Avoid the mirror. Leave your inhibitions at the door. Not your style? MAKE IT YOUR STYLE! You’ll be into it; promise. Look at how much fun I’m having!*This one time… I saw Cadie Heron wearing army pants & flip flops… so I bought army pants & flip flops…*
What kind of Zumba lady/gent are you? Do you people watch? No? Just me? I’m okay with that…