You know that antsy feeling you get when you haven’t worked out in awhile? When you’re just longing to feel the burn, get the heart pumping, sweat it out? Yeah, me neither. Courtney says stuff like that all the time and, oddly enough, I don’t think it’s a lie.
Apparently I just missed that gene. I’ve tried to make up for it by staying active in my own way: walks with friends, hiking on weekend, rock climbing (love… miss…) and group classes. All very engaging workouts…. Of course all this went out the window after Fin was born. Beyond the occasional lazy stroller stroll around the neighborhood and three pathetic throw-downs over Christmas (remember that, Court?), my workout regiment has been fairly non-existant. Shame, shame.
BUT I’m pleased to announce that I have finally felt something resembling an exercise craving… It’s actually been building for the last few months, and I’ve been trying to make it happen (really!) — but between work and bedtime, there isn’t a lot of time and I haven’t been able to figure out the logistics. An admittedly dumb reason to not exercise, but I’m just not willing to miss bedtime.
Then I remembered that our office actually offers a regular Zumba class. Are you familiar with Zumba? It’s a Latin dance workout with loud, upbeat music and plenty of opportunities to flail my arms and stomp my legs (some might call it dancing, but I have zero rhythm… but still I love it!!). I’ve done one class before, and I wouldn’t have even noticed that I was exercising if it wasn’t for the sweat pouring down my face. Sign of a good work out!
Logistically, this class could theoretically work really well for me. It’s just 45 minutes (instead of a full hour) and it’s actually in my office building, so I wouldn’t lose any time by traveling to another location. I’d miss some cuddle/play time with the little guy, but still make it home for bedtime.
Sounds pretty perfect, right? Unfortunately I forgot to take into account the class itself. I went and it was fun of course. But I didn’t even break a sweat! There were so many people crammed into a small room that you couldn’t really DO the dance moves. That’s a huge part of what makes this a good workout. Plus my fellow classmates were… um… at a different fitness level than myself. Not that I’m about to win any medals for my physical fitness, but this class had definitely been toned down to suit the needs of the other ladies — great for them, but not so much for me.
And so, it was a bust. C’est la vie. I’ll keep looking. I’m thinking that maybe workout DVDs could be a good option for me… Taking recommendations?