Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Well, kinda. :)
Yesterday I conquered a huge fear of mine, group exercise classes. I've taken maybe a handful of yoga classes but only when there were a couple of people in them. I've been dying to try Zumba but fear of crowds + fear of gym x total lack of coordination = No way, Jose!
So, a member of my MOMS Club arranged for us to have a personal Zumba class (just us MOMS) for free. We were supposed to have it last week but the instructor had to cancel so we all just ended up meeting at a restaurant for drinks and dessert. (Yeah, I know. It's kinda the reason I jumped back on the Sparkwagon) Luckily we were able to schedule for this week and hubby thankfully got off work in time so I was able to make it. I wore my black capri style exercise pants and a t-shirt long enough to cover my belly if I was jumping up and down or raising my arms above my head. Definitely didn't want to be showing my tire treads to all the MOMS, ya know. So I get to the gym and I am immediately panic stricken. There is a class going on it's huge and loud and there are soooo many little, healthy people performing their exercises perfectly in sync. I try to peek through windows and I'm considering heading back to my car when I finally get flagged down by a friend and we go to find the instructor.
Turns out the instructor is not so bad. Yes, she's cute and young and ridiculously perky but she has a good sense of humor. (Which is vital because she's about to put herself in room with a bunch of out of shape mommies who are 5-10 years older than her.) We finally found the rest of the group (many were hiding at the side of the building because they were scared of the class too) and then we made our way to a little room with only a bit of window and thankfully NO MIRRORS. Latin music is already playing and my heart is already racing. The instructor passes out these "skirts" which have little discs all over them so they make a lovely (!) noise when you move your hips. Umm kay. We are all standing in the little room with these shiny and loud pieces of fabric tied around our waists and somehow, I end up in the front row of the class! (I'm gonna get those ladies back for that one!) Well, I have to say that honestly after that, I spent the next hour doing the absolute best that I could and I had a smile on my face pretty much the whole time.
The class was very cool. I lot more active than I thought it was gonna be but that is also because my fitness level is a -2. I huffed, I puffed, I sweated like a pig (?) , I maybe got one step out of 3 right, but I had fun. I realized that if anyone was working as hard as I was, then they definitely didn't have time to judge others by how well (or poorly) they were doing. I definitely like what Zumba has to offer. I might even figure out how my hips work again. (Hubby would be thrilled with that!) The other MOMS and I have talked about maybe doing another class in the near future and I'm feeling good about it. (Maybe not a BodyPump kinda class because I still feel very dangerous with free weights)
This morning I woke up and I'm a little achy but not near as sore as I thought I would be. I've already gone for a walk today and I'm trying to convince my boys to take a nap so I can bust out my Zumba Fitness for Wii that I've had for 2 months and never opened. I think if I could get a bit more practice on the footwork that I would definitely be up for going to a class every week or two. Only this time, I know to be in the middle of the group. :)