As discussed last week, I accidentally joined a second gym. Then I wasn't quite able to get out of my first gym membership. (Yet, that is!) Not being one to let the situation get me down, I made the most of it and headed off to the new dance work-out craze that's sweeping the nation. (That's what the plasma television in the locker room of the shiny new gym told me anyway.)
I arrived precisely a minute before the class started which did not leave me ample time to assess my new dance buddies. I felt a tad self conscious, this only being my second appearance at my new gym and of course I want to make a good impression. Not really knowing what to expect, I was surprised when I discovered it was all Latin music and moves. I can totally cha-cha and mambo and...stuff. Then I realized I was the youngest person, so I had to have an advantage. Suddenly the music started and when we were instructed to circle our hips around in a very suggestive fashion I didn't feel so smug. Those grannies knew what was up (and it wasn't me.) Well this is just silly, I thought. I mean Nat and I took an extensive Tango course, class, quick lesson after a wine tasting one time. I can do this! The ladies were smiling and laughing and having a good old time so I loosened up myself and don't you know just when I did they pulled this merengue move straight out of Dirty Dancing and I just started pretending Johnny was next to me and really got into it. I even smiled. (Gasp!) Then the most shocking thing of all happened. We were instructed to do the "Stanky Leg!" I didn't even know that song was latin! I totally started gettin' it. And then I just closed my eyes and began doin the booty do like nobody business. I have a lot of experience with the Stanky Leg from this one time April and Mel and I were in a basement type beer pong classy club in Savannah, Georgia so I didn't even need to make sure I was doing it correctly. (For the record we also have vast knowledge on how to do the Laffy Taffy dance but that is a story for another day.) Anyway, I did eventually open my eyes to see if everyone was impressed with my skills. To my dismay they were all gracefully, sliding back and forth doing something that looked nothing like my butt bumping and air grinding. I cursed my shiny new gyms plethora of mirrors and tried to get back into the swing of things. Then I slowed my roll and decided to listen a little more closely.
In conclusion, I'd like to give a shout out to one of my favorite blogs. Martinis or Diaper Genies
MODG is in your face funny. I got to work this morning and promptly began reading all my fav blogs and imagine what I thought when I discovered that MODG had written about the exact topic I had been planning on discussing. If you know MODG you know I'm thinking "Uh, oh. She might totally blograte (berate blogstyle? I don't know) me for this, but whatevs because our experiences were pretty different so she'll prob just leave a snarky comment about my faux pas."
In extra conclusion, if you don't know what the stanky leg is, youtube it IMMEDIATELY. There are plenty of instructional videos for viewing.