As I had mentioned before, I’ve found a Zumba class that works for me. I come home a gross sweaty mess but with a huge smile on my face since I’m finally getting the level of workout that I’ve been needing. If I can’t give it 100% for whatever reason (once time because if I put in too much bounce my scary cough started) or if I want to push myself to my limits for a song (to dance out frustration about something,) I can.
I’m learning from it all. I’m not at all where I was before cardio wise. I used to go to two or three classes a week several years ago. I’m definitely not there right now but I accept this and take it as a challenge. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve taken years of dance classes back in the day and so I truly enjoy the dancing part of Zumba. There is one step that is really quick and I can get it
or I think I can for part of a routine. It is a mini-victory that makes me happy.
Being happy is important too because if I don’t enjoy it, I’m not going to stick with it. I’m being completely honest. I totally understand it takes awhile for something to be a habit or my body to get used to a fitness routine but if I genuinely hate it, no deal. It’s like listening to Rush. No deal. I will stop mid-whatever and change the station.
Music for this post: random via iTunes (NO RUSH!) & Molly complaining if I stop petting her since she wants to go outside again for the umpteenth time only to get let back in because they are barking at anything and everything today