I just finished the series of Bucket list items that I completed prior to getting the book and let me tell you, I couldn’t be happier! Let me bring you guys up to 2017 (and beyond). Here’s one that I was able to cross off of the list.
Yes, that is in fact my Granny (yellow shirt) and I (red shirt (RWB whoop whoop)) at Zumba. So, my grand-mom and I planned to go together a couple of weeks ago but I ended up picking up extra shifts at work and couldn’t make it. Then, I got asked to pick up more shifts and told my boss that I could but I would have to take an extended lunch because of prior plans (hell no I didn’t tell him that my plans were Zumba, but I would have if he asked). He agreed to the lunch deal. I clocked in, worked for a couple of hours and then headed over to meet my Granny (and yes, I still call her Granny, judge all you want, be jealous). I changed my clothes in the car and headed inside. Granny knew that I had to work so she was a little surprised to see me… And then it started.
Granny – “Hey you, come here, did you meet my grandson? He’s a Marine, he thinks he can hang”.
Alphonso – “Hi, um, I’m Al, it’s nice to m…”
Just about every single lady I met that night – “oh no you didn’t, Hey so-and-so, this guy says he he can hang. We’ve had men like you come here before. Hey, y’all remember what’s-his-face, and how fast he left? They don’t last… Boy, you ain’t keeping up with this.”
I forget how much the class should have cost me, but new comers don’t have to pay so I guess it doesn’t really matter. Not knowing what I was getting myself into, I walked in kinda nervous, and got a little more nervous as the “out work the Marine” mantra started to fill the hallway.
-Finally, the instructor showed up
We piled in to the gym. Taking in the room I started to feel a little better, after all, there was one other guy, and the majority of the ladies there appeared to be more than twice my age.
I don’t care what you think you know about Zumba, it is a workout! And these ladies KILLED IT. There’s no instructional period. You just watch and mimic. And my uncoordinated self can either mimic or stay in rhythm, but I most certainly can not do both at the same time. I looked like Richard Simmons on, well, looking like Richard Simmons is bad enough. However, I made it through the workout. Might not have looked all that good doing it, but I did it. And to be honest, I’d do it again. Those women were hilarious, and I love spending time with my Granny.
Until next time, plan a fun family activity.