The exercise class

July 26th, 2013
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I have decided to try harder to make this a summer of fitness. I have been making a real effort to get to the gym more.

To keep it fresh, I started to attend a cardio-dancing type class when my schedule allows. It's like Jazzercise or what have you with a really jumpy instructor moving to loud music.

I suck at rhythm.

I walk in and it's like a dance club with high decibel rap and hip hop music. There is a teacher in the front doing a combination of what looks to my untrained eye like cheerleading moves, hip hop, kickboxing, and standard push ups and sit ups and crunches.

I'm trying to follow along with the choreography which moves quickly, and then I get all tired and confused and I'm the one moving out of synch.

I usually do not move rapidly for 60 minutes straight. This class makes me tired within 20 minutes.

I'm slowing down the longer class drags on, and the teacher is doing the hardest versions of the exercises. Whatever.

I still try to go because it's kind of fun and I like to feel like I've achieved something. It's full of other soft female desk jockeys like me.

I totally admire the teacher and the skill set it takes to dance well and teach well. She is a 5'9" blonde who I'm sure models for Fitness magazine in her spare time. She looks 25.

She has no cellulite, even when we are sitting on the ground and her legs smoosh against the hard floor. I want to hate her but she's really nice, so I settled it out in my head with the idea that she's young and beautiful, but those hips have never pushed out a child! So there!

I was joking about this with one of the gym staffers. She laughed because she's there, too. And then the hard fall: "You know, she has three kids."

What?

"Yeah. Three kids, and she's a doctor's wife. She just does this because she's bored."

I was half even-more-admiring and half crestfallen that there went my excuse!

2 Responses to “The exercise class”

  1. Ken Conklin:

    "She looks 25." But you, Diane, are no longer 25. I'll bet you're at least 30!

    "She is a 5'9" blonde." I'd hate to see you on stilts with bleach-blonde hair, although it might be fun on Halloween!.

    So let's remember the Serenity Prayer:

    God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
    The courage to change the things I can,
    And wisdom to know the difference.

    Physical beauty has long been a passport to success in the early stages of a woman's career as a TV weather girl or news reader, film actress, public relations spokesperson, etc. When they get older and fatter, some of them can't cope because they had nothing more than beauty to propel them. But some do even better as time goes by -- they call upon other qualities they have always had but which were hard to see because of the outer veneer. Here in Hawaii we are fortunate to have plenty of women whose public careers and personal lives have blossomed even as they grew older -- high-profile women with careers in clothing, journalism, TV management, politics, etc. I will not name the ones I'm thinking of; but we all know who they are. So there's hope! Little girls like to ponder "What do you want to do when you grow up?" Big girls need to mull the same question, as they grow not only up but out.


  2. Diane Ako:

    Ken Conklin, WHy, no! I'm 32! LOL


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