Zumba...how I love thee

I've been on a weight loss ride for quite some time now. Although I'm mostly in pit stop mode...hence the lack of weight loss. I do believe I've found at least a small boost in my efforts. I started taking Zumba classes at the local studio where my kids dance. If you don't know what Zumba is, by all means let me explain.

Picture a room full of adult women shaking their asses like nobody's business. Throw in buckets of sweat, some whooping and hollering, and some totally kickin latin music...ta da! Zumba! Now I love to dance, so this class is freakishly fun for me. Since I don't really know most of the people in the class...there's really no fear of making a total fool of myself. And I'm sure I'm making a total fool of myself. My hips find the Latin rhythm and have a mind of their own. My arms get in on the action too, flying up and making their own moves to correspond with what my hips have decided to do. I swear the only downfall to this class is the fact that I can feel the extra poundage I've put on shaking around me. Eww. That and it's only 1 night a week. I need MORE Zumba! 1 class a week just won't cut it. I leave work 15 minutes early just so I can get to class on time.

Hopefully my new found fondness of 'shakin what my Momma gave me' will pay off with dropping numbers on the scales. I have a beach vacation coming up soon, and I'd really like to take a lot less of 'me' with me.

Go find a Zumba class...NOW!