Trying New Things...

So I went to a new yoga class that I did not like at all tonight. It really made me love and appreciate the other three classes I go to. It also made me remember that every teacher is different. So if you go to one class and you don't like it, try the same class with another teacher. I went to my first yoga class a little more than a year ago and I haven't been back to that teacher since, but man, do I love yoga.

AND.

I caved.

I succumb to the Zumba fad.

I was one of those people who would walk by a Zumba class and sort of chuckle at all the people dancing. Tonight I was one of those people dancing, horribly if I do say so myself. At first I was a little self conscious because my workout buddy for the evening (Another Sarah K) wanted to be at the front of the class. This was good and bad. Good because I could see the teacher. Bad because everyone could see me. I struggled at the beginning and also struggled at the end (let's just say I never learned to do the Macarena in the Mid-Nineties). But once Sarah pointed out that the short Indian man standing right next to me was doing it, I became a whole lot more relaxed and actually started to have a little fun.