Today after work, I decided to go to a free Zumba class (60 min). Now, I used to Zumba every day on the XBox - and let me tell you, I was GOOD, or so I thought. However, this never could prepare me for my new instructor, Senor Death.
Senor Death, is not a teacher of dance inspired workouts. Senor Death, as his name foretells, teaches people how to die - slowly while moving rapidly. It truly is an art.
Now, I don't claim to be bilingual, but it was obvious what this man was saying through his gorgeous lips and yummy accent: "No, no... you are not dying correctly. You must destroy your thighs in this fashion. You are not annihilating your abs correctly. Do it this way!"
People, I am broken. My brain no longer recognizes my body. It can't tell where anything is or even interpret it's needs. It just hurts without existing. Even my butt has frozen in a stunned state. And after all that, did you know, Senor Death had the audacity to invite me back Monday so he could finish the job?
#Glutton4Punishment
#GoingBackMonday
