My Knitting and My Life (hopelessly intertwined)
Oh please, oh please, oh please videotape this. I am already picturing this, and trust me, stomach hurts from laughing.
you WILL die - run away as fast as you can. . . Megan is mean. the end
no, no, no, I'm not mean...I'm making fun of anyone who is not latina that is doing this class. Trust me, i would absolutely suck...but I would get strong abs because I would be cracking up the entire time. And trust me, from what I hear about it...it kicks yo ass.
OMG. I was totally going to do a blog post about Zumba. So- Chris, the instructor was talking to Kip and telling him that I should try the class. I looked it up on youtube and said, "no way jose!" Then I ran into Chris and we talked and she assured me it was more athletic than dancing. So i went. And two minutes in? I wanted to leave. Bad. I couldn't though. Remember I had talked to the instructor blah, blah, blah. It was one of the longer more humilating hours of my life. I can't dance. I can't. I try and nothing pretty comes out of it. So imagine F*ing salsa dancing and belly dancing. Not pretty. Have fun! :-)
Lavs, we are out. i found out that the Saturday class is the "advanced" one, and immediately said hells NO.
We'll try the beginner one at OZ Katie. And Lis, I feel so badly for you! I can't even imagine what torture that would be for a non-dancer (I'm pretty sure I'll be right there with you!) I am willing to try anything once though...so Zumba, yeah.
oh thank Jebus.
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