Thursday, August 09, 2012
I was SO ANNOYED last night.
You see, Zumba on Monday and Wednesday starts at 7:30 pm. I was at home, minding my own business in the apartment I moved into in March, when suddenly there was a knock at my door.
SOMEONE WAS AT MY APARTMENT TO VISIT ME. UNANNOUNCED.
This never happens. I am kind of a loner - not by choice, but that's just how my life turned out. I don't have friends or family that just drop by. I don't know people who live around me.
So, I threw on some clothes - yeah, it's summer and it's hot in my apartment and since I'm cheap I just wear a camisole and shorts when I'm alone - and I opened the door.
There were people there. In fact, it was a little family - a husband, wife, and a little boy sitting in a wagon. They introduced themselves as neighbors. They didn't live in the same breezeway area as me, but in the next one over. They were there to meet me.
At first I was annoyed. These people were cutting into my "me" time. But then I found myself enjoying the visit. I didn't invite them in. My mom taught me to be wary of strangers. (Luckily these ones didn't bring candy with them because I would have taken it in a second!) The husband kind of chased the kid around the breezeway as he became disinterested in the grownups talking and so I visited a lot with the wife. She's probably 5 years younger than me.
Then she suddenly asked "Have I seen you at Zumba before?" and I realized that she did look familiar.
And then I was even more annoyed. They had been there for at least ten minutes and seemed like they weren't going away soon and I needed to leave for Zumba. Plus, she knew all about Zumba and what time it starts and that she was keeping me from it.
We chatted about Zumba for a bit. I mentioned that I only liked a certain instructor's class and that was why I usually only went on Fridays because she normally didn't teach Monday or Wednesday but that she was teaching all three classes for the next few weeks and that was why I was going.
The wife totally agreed. Then she told me that our favorite instructor wasn't teaching because she was gone on vacation for the rest of the week and that she'd be back Monday. Great. So I'd be skipping Zumba then.
I must have looked very confused because she added that she knew because they are friends. That's right. My Favorite Zumba Instructor is FRIENDS with my neighbor.
I'm conflicted. On one hand, a visit from the neighbors is nice. She seems like a nice person and we could probably be friends. But on the other hand, my home life feels like it is colliding with my gym life. I kind of liked going to Zumba and hanging out in the back of the room by myself. Now I'm worried that she's going to wave me over and want to Zumba near each other.
I don't want that. I WANT to be in the back. I put more effort into it when I know people can't really see me. In fact, if I could be invisible I bet I'd work twice as hard! I don't worry about looking silly when there's no one behind me.
So, while I am glad that I know some neighbors that are nice, I'm frustrated because I feel like it's going to change my workouts and the intensity that I do them in.
Also, I was barely on time to Zumba but the neighbor was right, so I skipped it and did weights instead!