Girl Can't Dance

I'm in a Zumba class for the month of November. It's an hour on Monday nights. My friend Rachael and I go together, and there are a few other people we know there. Let me tell you, it's an experience.

Zumba is aerobic exercise using Latin music. It's kind of like dancing and working out all at once. This is a great way to get some exercise without feeling like you're working out.

However, it involves a LOT of dancing. Now, I'm not sure what to blame my ineptness on...Dutch? White? Small-town girl who never had the opportunity? My father and how he passed on the "challenged when doing two things at once" gene (he can't clap and sing at the same time)? For whatever reason, I have to concentrate really hard! Our instructor made a comment about none of us smiling today. If I know my facial expressions, I was probably scowling in concentration.

I guess that just means I have to practice more if I like dancing and want to be good at it, right? So, there was my adventure for the night. My Spanish fix, too, with all the Spanish music and dance moves. I'll let you know how it goes next week. For now, it's back to the books.