During the summer, my Zumba class was going to be cancelled. All of the amazing girls put in complaints, and the class was reinstated.
It was only going to be cancelled for something like four weeks, but the idea of not having my Zumba class for four weeks was just… unthinkable.
Mum keeps joking that I’m addicted to exercise, but I think it’s true. I think I’m addicted to my Spinning classes and my Zumba class. I’m always thinking that if I had my own transport, I’d go to more Spinning classes, and another Zumba class. I know there’s another Zumba class in the Fairhill Leisure Centre, where I used to go to the gym, on a Saturday morning or a Tuesday evening, at least.
But I’d rather be addicted to exercise than food. The problem is, I’m still addicted to food, too.
But anyway, moving on:
My Zumba class, over the summer, was brilliant. We had really good numbers. I was proud of the ladies who came to the class after complaining that it would be shut down over the summer.
But since the kids have gone back to school, the numbers have really dropped, and I’m surprised, because I thought it would be the other way around. I thought that, with the kids away, the mothers would be free to come.
Today, there were six or seven of us, which is pretty much the smallest class I’ve ever been in. When I started going to Zumba in February, the class was so full that I had to stand at the door! I’ve slowly moved forward, to the front of the class, but today, all of us had so much space it was shocking!
I just hope that the low numbers recently doesn’t reflect badly. I really like my class, and I kind of need it.
(Addicted? Yeah. I definitely think my Mum’s right. The thought of not having my classes is… horrible. *laughs*)Let's get social: