It's scary putting stuff out there, but every time I go to Zumba I feel this push to create a blog about my experiences....I can only take so many zings by whatever angel with a cattle prod is assigned to me right now. I've decided to go ahead and do it, even if it is scary.
Shakin' my stuff and sweatin' and feeling like I might die....and I LOVE IT.
I know you've seen this kicking around Facebook or somewhere else on social media....
You've laughed....maybe felt that way, too.
I just gotta say it though....this blog post is my declaration.
All that matters, is what I FEEL like when I do Zumba....and YES, when the young skinny girls try to subtly (or NOT) stare and try and figure out what this 370 lb middle aged woman is doing in class with them, I feel a little insecure for about 2 seconds. But then I remind myself that they most likely couldn't do what I'm doing....I am STRONG. I'm strong to get up and go even though everything hurts and I feel uncoordinated and I'm morbidly obese, and everybody else is cute and bouncy and in matchy matchy workout gear. I'm strong to TRY. I'm strong to keep showing up.
And lets just face it....for sixty minutes, if I'm doing it right and not letting anybody else get in my head...for that sixty minutes I AM A GODDESS. There, I said it. if I just let the music sink into my head and heart and move my body, I feel beautiful and sexy and awesome. And after I stumble out the door on jello knees, I feel awesome because I did it one more time. And every time I do it, I get stronger. Doing what I love, no matter what, makes me stronger, mentally and physically, one workout at a time.
So next time you're thinking about going to Zumba, or Dance Fitness, or any other workout class, remember that THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS is how it makes you feel inside, and NOT what's going on around you.
So go on, girl....go ahead and shake that thang!
