Zumba; I would be better if I were drunk

In the last few weeks I have made my exercise regimen of choice Zumba.

If you aren’t familiar with Zumba, my definition of it is : A mixture of high energy Latin moves, hip-hop, and a touch of belly dancing done at a fast pace to maintain optimum heart rate and still be low impact.

 For a more formal definition, check out the Wikipedia site.

Warning: You most likely will feel like an idiot while doing it.

In-between combinations of high speed salsa and meringue moves the instructor will yell “encouraging” things out like; let your body move, relax and feel the music , be sexy!

Things that all seem impossible for me to do during this solid hour of jumping and hip rolling.

Even though I have a background of dance training, I have never felt more white and awkward in my life.

 I really shouldn’t ,considering I’m in the same boat as the other 50 people in the class.

Which is an eclectic collection of woman (and one crazy man), who range in ages 18-50 in oversized T-shirts and easy tone sneakers.

It isn't this group so much that makes me feel out of place, I can relate to them and I can tell by their faces most of them feel just as out of place.

But it is the handful of girls who have the “flavor” and the disgustingly energetic instructors that make me want to go home and eat cheese on the couch.

My insecurity could also be because I don’t like watching myself in the mirror, or because I feel like the tallest girl there, but I really wish I could take this class drunk.

I say this for 2 reasons.

 One being that I can loosen up a little bit after a drink or four.

I stop being so self conscious and  I can just be myself a little more.

If I was drunk in class, I think I could focus way more on the task at hand and get a really good work out.

My second reason is that everyone thinks they can dance when they are drunk.

 Regardless of if they actually can or not, the drunk person always has a completely skewed perspective of themselves and they think they are awesome!

So even if alcohol didn’t actually MAKE me a better dancer by helping me to let my guard down, it would at least make me think I was. That’s all that really matter I guess.