My little sis, Anna, and I decided to try a Zumba class tonight!! We even managed to talk our dad into going, which is quite amazing, considering he can’t dance and was worried he’d be the only man present.
But dad was a great sport. Said he would do it for “the girls.” Not sure if he was referring to us, his girls, or to “the girls” in the global sense, since all the proceeds of the two-hour class at Aim Gymnastics tonight went to support breast cancer research.
Coincidentally, I must say that a short sassy haircut is perfect for Zumba-ing (especially when the proceeds from it also went to support breast cancer research).
Dad even bought us each a series of raffle cards and we BOTH WON!!
Oh, and then there was the Zumba! The music was upbeat and fun, the crowd was energized (and all dressed in pink), and dad wasn’t the only man! That said, I’m not sure it’s right for me…it reminded me a little of Nia.
Anna takes a weekly hip hop class at the same place and her hip hop instructor crashed the party 1.5 hours in and taught us all a routine. THAT was actually such a great workout!!! I felt the beat, the attitude…maybe I felt a little gansta? It was awesome!
(Me thinks we should scratch “awesome” bring “rad” back.)
Dinner had been light in anticipation of Zumba: a mixture of grains including brown rice, lentils, barley and bulgur wheat with a stir fry of cabbage, carrots, onion, peppers and tofu. AND chili sauce (duh)!
Biggest shocker of the night? Dad liked Zumba enough to sign up! How many dads Zumba!?