Monday, August 9, 2010
Let's Get Physical
Being in a land of white bread, starchy foods, meats and fried food, I've been hoping to not gain a lot of lbs. On the other hand, mi mama de Chile goes to the gym everyday. She's probably in her 60s/early 70s and can run circles around me. She's so sweet but we're still working on the language barrier and often have moments of staring at each other not knowing what the other one is saying. When she invited me to go with her to the gym tonight, I knew it was time to come out of retirement.
It was a loft-like gym and the room for classes was really just an area right in the middle of the weights for all to see. Mi mamma de Chile literally new every person there and I knew the pressure was on. Typical of the kind people of Chile, I was greeted with hugs, side kisses and conversations I couldn't understand but nodded to.
The class was really fun. Our instructor, wearing a sweat band and tight shorts, blasted hits from Madonna and Britney Spears. I had a few shaky moments where I felt my wooden step sliding but I made it through. I knew I couldn't embarrass mamma de Chile and did my best to stay steady. It was basically a normal step class, but had more "spice" with lots of spins and shakes. It was one of those moments where you think, am I really doing this right now? - And I enjoyed the randomness of it all.