Oh how I love to Zumba!

After a month's hiatus, Michelle and I have finally headed back to Zumba.  I've missed it.  I truly have.

The one thing I haven't missed - the crazy, out of control people I tend to get stuck next to whenever we attend Zumba at the Dimple Dell Rec Center.

I've decided that I must be a magnet for these types of people.  You know, the ones that seem to be trying to follow along, but they're doing their own thing (freestylin') and with big sweeping motions that say, "Hey!  I'm the only one in here, so I can be as crazy and out of control as I want."

I avoided a run in with one of these types just last week.  This chick was all over the place.  I'd move up, she'd move up.  I'd move back, she'd move back.  I'd move over, she'd follow me. (I was trying to get away from her, but she managed to stick to me like gum in a five year old's hair.) At one point, I turned to go left and she about took my eye out.  I looked up just in time to say, "Yow-Zah!", which woke her out of her Zumba stupor right before she nearly smacked into me.  She apologized and moved over just a bit, but not more than 10 minutes later the same thing almost happened again.

And yet, I keep going back for more because Zumba is just that much fun.

Last Friday, I even convinced my cute mom to join me at the 5:30 AM Zumba class.  (Yes, you read that right.  5:30 A.M.!!!)  She lasted for about 25 minutes, then sat on a spin bike behind me the rest of the time.  For the time that she participated, she said she enjoyed it and had fun.

I told Michelle last night that maybe there should be a Zumba gym, where all they do is have Zumba classes all day long.  You could decide which time worked best for you and just go.  Maybe there could be a couple locations spread throughout the Salt Lake valley.  Now, that sounds like an excellent plan to me.