I am 7/9 of the way through the Jazzercise Experiment and have learned that there is a Murphy's Law of sorts when it comes to gym shorts. If you choose to wear those slightly-too-short-shorts that you find in the back of your drawer, then it is guaranteed that the class you're attending that day will consist nearly entirely of stretches that require you to lay spread-eagle, probably facing the window that points into the hallway where people are gathering for the next class. It's like Britney's Law...yep. Time to invest in some lycra.
Borderline pornographic moments aside, however, I'm feeling pretty optimistic about this whole thing. This Behind-the-Bars class might actually be a form of exercise I like enough to stick with it...and hey, maybe I'll find a way to unlock my sense of rhythm and one day be able to participate in one of the dance aerobics classes without feeling like a complete idiot. Or maybe not.
2 free classes left to go. Now LIFT! And LIFT! And LIFT! And LIFT!
2 comments:
it's like they're doing a study of what would make ME attend more exercise classes....and it's working.
Just FYI... the guys waiting outside your ballet exercise class are NOT interested in your vajayjay, though they may enjoy discussing Britney with you... So, modesty be damned I say!
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