I know it's not cool. I really, really know. (That seems to be my caveat for everything - OK, I think we have established by now that I am not cool.) But I really, really love Zumba.
This is not a new thing; in fact, I suspect that Zumba may be sooooo 2011. However, I am just back from a class and wanted to share my joy.
It is so much fun. I laugh my way through the entire class, whilst getting many of the moves wrong and not caring in the slightest. I pretty much guarantee that you could have had the worst day ever (within reason) and it would cheer you right up.
Seriously. I also noted whilst dancing tonight that it is one of the few occasions when I really love the fact that I have a slightly disproportionately large bottom half. So, there's that. Another reason why it should be given out on the NHS, basically.
I go with my friend Camilla, to a class down the road from me taught by a brilliant woman called Sherryn. It is honestly the best fun that it is possible to have exercising, and I am saying this as one of the world's most miserable bitches.
So, thanks Zumba for cheering up my life!