Zumba

After a few weeks of asking/begging my bestie to join me at a Zumba class, she finally did. It was the first time for the both of us and we were a little apprehensive because one: we are white girls with little to no rhythm and two: exercising, in general, isn't our strong suit. For a gal 'on the program,' any type of movement means more yummy food for me and I am A-OK with that.

I told my bestie that we had to keep an open mind and that she would be wowed by my amazing dance moves. We met the teacher and I must say that she was in amazing shape. There were only four other gals in the class and they couldn't have been more welcoming to us. Definitely the kind of people that I want in a class with me, especially if I am shaking my rumper and looking like a fool. One of the gals lost 25 pounds just by doing Zumba. The teacher says another girl has really slimmed down although she didn't know how much she had lost. I was already intrigued. Besides that fact that I had no idea what to do with my feet, and when we had to put on 'jingle skirts,' the class went by without much fanfare.

After class we had a nice sushi dinner (which was fab), but the real highlight of the whole evening was when I calculated my points. Thirteen ... 13!!! points for 50 minutes of my evening!! I could eat just about anything I want! If this is legit, I think I might make Zumba my full time job.

Sign me up ... I'll be jingle jangling/dancing/looking like a lunatic all over this town if this shizzz works.