So, I went to my second Zumba class and quite frankly I could do this every week and never get tired (depressed over other shit but never like dislike this class lol). I get to dance, get a workout, and the music is ALWAYS good unlike going to the clubs lol. Everything they use makes you want to move. I actually went there at the wrong time then came back! Yes, I could have been like ohh I got it wrong and left it there. But I went home relooked up the classes, noted that I had of course not paid attention and went back. It helps that the studio is a block from my house lol. Today we had some Aventura and some Ivy Queen...and yall know when I heard the Ivy Queen I lost my shit lol.
Well getting to the point of this blog, I get done and an older lady starts talking to me. Asking me if I was going to watch the St. Patty's Day parade that was starting outside and I was..."Oh I'm really sweaty" and she was like "And it is cold outside" and we chatted a bit more but afterwards I felt bad. I mean what if she wanted to establish a little repoire and I was so in my "get your shit on and leave mode" that I missed that? I started wondering...if I had "gym faced" her...
Now if you have ever tried to lose weight and gone to the gym you know what gym face is. When you go in head down pretending you don't see everyone else, because then is you start "seeing" the people around you they will start paying attention to you , thus making you REALLY insecure about your wobbly bits floppin around? Okay maybe that's just me...lol. But the point is, I'm really happy when I leave my zumba class at Pineapple Dance! The teachers are friendly the classes are small, there are always a mix of not only races but sizes. The studio is ethnic and colorful, I mean it's the perfect place for me to start getting back into shape (Hell I'm already after two classes very strongly considering popping for a whole 8 week session! Am going on a Groupon voucher now). And I feel bad that I may have gym faced this nice 40ish lady. Shit like this does not help women's natural insecurities while loosing weight. Hope she comes next week so I can at least say hi and be cordial!
Betch wonderin where the buttsicles come in? Well after our convo I left and walked outside and all the sweat on my hips, thighs, and butt congealed in protest of the Chicago wind! No way was I going to watch a parade sweaty and frozen at the same time LOLOLOLOL!
Phantastically Rude,
Earl
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