Zumba a New Way Of Life

Zumba is such an odd thing for two reasons. First I am herded into a large room like cattle (and yes and I take offense to being considered a large bovine creature). But back to the point, I am poked and prodded into the gym where its smells like sweat and feet. After being halted and shoved in the corner, I began to notice that more than half the people there are over fifty. I am thinking to myself, 'oh great, elderly people and vigorous movement cannot possibly be a good combination. The second reason is the fact that I am going to be shaking my overly large behind in front of what seems like a million people. Number one I am shaking my butt which means I look like Shikira on steroids and number two I am doing this in front of old people. After the initial shock of entering the room, I tried to find a secluded spot in the back row, where I can avoid embarrassment. So the class begins and its like a collision of spastic aerobics and salsa dancing. Of course I am the most uncoordinated one in the class, so my samba looks like the rain dance mixed with Vanilla Ice's moves. Obviously I enjoyed its strangeness. So Zumba a new life choice...i think so.