I went to my first Zumba class this morning at Forever Learning, an organization for us older folks in Michiana where one can learn anything from Beginning German to Chinese cooking to The Papacy in the 14th Century. Last fall I tried Ballet. I've never had a dance class and thought it was time to give it a try.
Ballet was a challenge--a mental challenge more than a physical challenge really. The instructor was wonderful--patient and encouraging--a model teacher with a diverse group of students. I was still teaching then and the class reminded me of my own adult education students--all at different levels and with different abilities.
I decided that this semester I wanted to try something more upbeat that would give me a good workout. Zumba! I thought that at a place like Forever Learning it couldn't be too challenging physically.
How do I feel now? Stiff. Tired. And challenged again. At one point, the instructor said that we had time for one or two more songs. Someone in the front row shouted out "Two more." I quietly said "One?"
I will discipline myself to go back next week. I probably won't want to, but I know it is good for my body and my psyche as well.
No, this is not a photo of our class. Try to imagine 30 women of a certain age dancing to Latin music. It's another picture entirely!
My daughter often ends her blog with a question thus encouraging comments. What do you do for exercise? Any other suggestions for my aging body?