I couldn’t quite place a finger on it - creativity? My fun-loving nature? A zest for life? Whatever it was, I lost it. Along the way to becoming a lawyer, something inside of me died. Zumba came to me at a time in my life when I needed something to break up the drudgery of becoming a lawyer and living by myself in a cold city. I had taken a class called “Abs, Back and Booty” when I was at McGill, and it was “meh.” I didn’t start going to Zumba until I finished law school and joined Energie Cardio pour elle (as a Goodlife member). I had heard of Zumba before, but I personally was not into group classes. I’m always looking for ways to workout that are a) fun and b) allow me to do things at my own pace. I know Elizabeth Gilbert or Cheryl Strayed or Julia Cameron would have something to say about that, but that’ll have to be left for another post.) As a writer, I’m a slave to fleeting moments of inspiration. It’s been a long day and my body is tired and it’s late, but I just wanted to get this post out while I was still motivated and “on a high” and inspired. Maybe I’ll wake up and edit this tomorrow. (I apologize in advance if this post seems a little garbled and long. “So,” you ask, “how did this all happen?” OMGoodness! I’m now officially a licensed Zumba instructor!!!! How crazy is that?!! Chronicles of a Plus-Sized Zumba Instructor: Part I
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