Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Yesterday I went to Zumba at the gym across town. I am a Zumba enthusiast and typically go to the gym in my neighborhood or the one in the north side of town near the college. The ones I go to are pretty high intensity and it mixes equally salsa, regatone and hip-hop. There is a lot of booty shaking and quaking going on! But yesterday I was craving Zumba and it wasn't offered at my regular gyms. There was one being done in West Omaha where the folks are a bit more "well-to-do" but the instructor is one that I follow so I didn't think anything of it.
When I got there, I IMMEDIATELY notice that the line waiting for Zumba to start is uncharacteristically short. At the north and northwest gyms, the lines are nearly out the gym. The rooms are packed and people are amped. I have never seen such a lackluster Zumba class. Even the instructor who is typically full-out and high energy seemed to be lacking some zest. Well I was there for a workout so I did every step full-out like I was in a cheer competition or a music video. But that was even hard to do because the instructor modified ALL of the moves from her standard set. It was almost like The Dummies Guide to Zumba. Now, that is not meant as an insult but more to emphasize that this class seemed to have been guided towards beginners. As the class went on, I began to take stock of the participants. They couldn't dance! THAT is why the moves had to be modified. 95% of the class had no natural rhythm to ANY of their moves. One girl was going in the opposite direction of the entire group for the whole class. This other girl looked like a baby discovering their feet for the first time. There was only two girls that I could see that stayed on the beat. Once I realized that, I felt bad for my instructor! She was filling in for their regular instructor and although she modified all of the moves, these women were looking at her as if she gave them a Broadway routine! I immediately thought: the other instructor must have told her about the experience level of the class participants because there is no way any credible Zumba instructor would intentionally water down the class like this. Thankfully, I went hard and even did some advanced moves like jumping jack instead of just tapping out, to make sure that I got in a good burn. I finished the class with 669 calories burned.
Tonight is Emily's standard Zumba class at the north gym and I am pretty sure I will be there. It will be interesting to compare the two. As an adult educator, I know the importance of tailoring your training to each particular class so I can actually appreciate her not coming in and doing some high intensity, highly technical dance routines for that group. With that being said, I won't be in a rush to go to that gym again.