Zumba! Zumba, Baby, Zumbaaaaa!

A few years ago, I was slim and trim and had just become an officer in the best navy in the world. I was stationed in Pensacola, Florida for flight school and I was having a great time! There were friends, beach-front bars, and ZUMBA! During the week, Adina was the instructor, a voluptuous Puerto Rican with attitude. On Saturdays, Priscilla, a petite, little spitfire of a Latina was the instructor. Adina delivered the fun, sexy workouts and Priscilla, the fast-paced, heart-pumping workouts that kicked my ass! It was so much fun and those girls helped me keep my weight down as best as I could. One day, I left Zumba and called James. When I told him where I had been, he came up with this little monotone chant ditty:


Zumba! Zumba, baby, Zumbaaaa!
Zumba! Zumba, baby, Zumbaaaa!
Zumba! Zumba, baby, Zumbaaaa!
...and so on and so forth...


He repeated it many, many times and it has become the anthem of Zumba and we sing it anytime I end up finding another class. Well, I finally got myself over to our base gym on Thursday afternoon for the Zumba class (Zumba! Zumba, baby Zumbaaaa!) and got my ass kicked!!!! It was also that day that I realized that my port pain had finally gone away! Buuuuut, on Friday, after having pushed myself through the whole Zumba class the day before, everything hurt on my body EXCEPT for my port! haha ...actually I'm not kidding. I've been limping around since Friday morning. I knew I was in for some real pain when I got up after sitting through an interview and I limped/shuffled away in my high heels. It just got worse and worse throughout the day. I'm sure my heels didn't help but for some reason, my left calf was pretty much inoperable. It sucked. Oh well... I figure that I can look at the pain in one of two ways:





1) I had a really awesome workout and I really felt the burn!


OR


2) It's my body's way of saying, "That's what you get for not doing anything for almost a year, fatty!" 


The first thought is definitely more positive and it's what I thought for the first half of a day of "feeling the burn". However, after a day of "the burn", I was definitely limping...uhhh...leaning toward the second thought. I'm still recovering at this point, but I plan on getting back to the class this week. Some of the routines are not what I'm used to as far as Zumba goes, but obviously it worked. 


How many of you out there have been to Zumba?


Days to first fill: 11... and getting so impatient! Let's get this show on the road!


Hope everybody has a great week!