As I am typing this, my arms and legs are shaking.
Am I cold? Am I scared?
My muscles are simply FREAKING THE HELL OUT.
I just got back from a class at my new gym called Socacize.
When I joined my new gym last week, and the staff there found out I was a dancer they all said “You need to do to the Socacize classes! It’s like Caribbean dance for fitness!
And I was like “Hell yes! I love it when dance is incorporated into fitness!”
Like Zumba! Who doesn’t like Zumba? No one, that’s who.
So I get to the class today and I’m the only one there for a while and I’m thinking to myself, “I should take the stairs up to my apartment when I get home today. I haven’t done that in a while.”
Then we start the class.
It’s starts off good. A lot of hip swivels, which I thankfully can do.
Then the butt pumping starts. And we have to do it to the beat.
Thank God for my big butt that moves wherever it wants to, or else I’d be the whitest girl there, desperately trying to get my butt to shake like the other girls.
Now, I consider myself a pretty fit person, but about 20 minutes of full blast cardio and no stopping I was thinking, “WHAT DID I GET MYSELF INTO?”
I was sweating like crazy and breathing so hard, I thought my lungs would burst.
SO MANY SQUATS.
And don’t eat 2 hours before the class. Bad idea.
Thankfully, a lot of the regulars looked to be in around the same shape as me. Just the instructor and some of the trainers there were beasts. (They just KEPT GOING)
And just when I thought the squats were over, she made us grab these weight bars, hold them over our heads… and DO MORE SQUATS. THEN MOVING SQUATS. THEN LOWER SQUATS.
By the end of the class, I was a puddle of sweat on the floor.
And as I waddled my way home, I found myself thinking:
“That was fun. I’m going to go to the next class!”
I suppose it’s kind of like that childbirth thing. You forget about how much pain you were in at the time but that great burn you feel afterwards is like this high I can’t get off of.
And I’m sure it’s going to be hard getting off of this couch in a few minutes.
So I’m going back. It might be hard, but it was fun, challenging and a fantastic workout for an hour-long class.
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Needless to say, I took the elevator when I got home.