Zumba and youtube stars!

Well I beat the odds, and managed to drag myself out of bed for Zumba this morning and I feel loads better for doing it.  However, I have a few "comments" about the class.  The woman doing it wasn't the usual woman doing it and I've a strong feeling she was a frustrated dance teacher because this sure as hell wasn't Zumba!  Last time I checked, there were no "Yee Ha-s" in Zumba.  Nor were there Grapevines.  A few people commented that the teacher wasn't really doing Zumba and was basically like a frustrated dance teacher on crack.

I counted the dances, we had line dancing, cha cha cha, merengue, samba, salsa, dutty wine (more on that one shortly), slaggy hip rolls (I really have no other word for them), the list goes on.  All a very good workout it has to be said, but I went for Zumba, not an audition for Strictly Come Dancing.  The instructor clearly presumed we all possessed psychic powers as she moved on from step to step without actually warning anyone, firstly that she was changing direction, and secondly what steps she was actually doing.  This made for a very confused set of people it has to be said.  However, I'm pretty impressed with my moves.  I kept up better than most in the class, didn't bump into anyone and was a few sequins short of a Strictly contestant!  Honest!

Now onto the extremely inappropriate dutty wine.  There were older ladies in the class and whilst I am pretty good at "drip dropping way down low", I NEVER want to see pensioners dutty winding ever again.  It is wrong.  I have no  other words to describe it.  For those unfamiliar with the term, you basically shake your arse whilst twisting your neck and moving your legs like a butterfly.  Imagine your grandma doing it.  That's what I was subjected to!

So this class was an education and certainly not the normal Zumba class.  Back to normal next week apparently. For those not sure about Zumba...click here to see what it SHOULD be like...

On a side note, I came across a video of the start of the Race For Life yesterday which me and my mate Lizzie did.  Click here and fast forward to 3:16 - there we are strolling past, yabbering away.  We had a great natter which makes me wonder why we don't go for long walks together more often - it's not like we'll run out of things to talk about!  My mate Julie is going to join us next year as I force them both to do not only the Race For Life but the Great Manchester Run (10K) too.  If I can do it, anyone can.  

Oh and I WILL be wearing shorts next year.  You can hold me to that.