Shake it Up!

Shape up or ship out. Last Tuesday, Miss Gassy talked Miss Goofy and I into trying Zumba class. The best I can describe it is loud hip-hop and latin music aerobics with a lot of shimmy-shimmy shake. It was very high energy and a lot of fun. But I must admit that I have never felt more uncoordinated: this pasty white girl has no rhythm! I was somewhat sore afterwards…and that was only after half a class. In the middle of class, Cletus showed up (but not to take the class). That was a bit awkward…did I mention that it is an all-girl health club?