Day 1: Let the Funk Begin

It’s been four days since my first actual class. The DVD set arrived, so I can sweat joyfully everyday and try to learn these steps for the weekly class. I’m starting, like any good student, with the intro. There are 5 discs in all. Sound like a lot of effort? Just imagine a Jane Fonda or Richard Simmons ‘woo-hoo’ and that should drive your skeptic away.

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My first session is ended and this is what I know: always dance in shoes, don’t let your Stanley watch, invite the dog. Sadie’s horrified looks helped me laugh through the entire embarrassing 60 minutes. Stanley’s would have driven me to Lake Titicaca.

The DVD instructors are very young. They teach everything at a wonderfully slow pace. But when they say “Now let’s put it all together,” they skip over the hundreds of hours of comfortable practice that I need. And that’s before I can get the hip business going. In fact, I’m not ready to talk about the hips just yet. I was lucky to hold my arms in the air and keep my feet on the ground.

The funk is a long way off. I checked in the mirror on my way to shower off the sweat. Still the same arms.

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4 thoughts on “Day 1: Let the Funk Begin

  1. Ah! You are doing Zumba. This could be a gateway aerobics to belly-dancing. Then Stanley may really make some faces. By the way, if you want funk, try Jon Cleary, again from N.O. His song, “So Damn Good (I can hardly wait ’till I have the blues)” will get you moving.

    Funky Hermit

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  2. I’ve been working out at the YMCA for 6 years now. The Y in Boise, ID is new from the ground up with a large 50 meter swimming pool, basketball gym with running track circling it on the second floor, aerobic rooms as well weight machines and free weights. There was always a line of vibrant young people waiting to get in at 5:00 am so they could start their day. In the afternoon kids were everywhere as they had lots of activities geared to the entire family.

    When I moved back to CA I transfered my membership south. I now work out in a facility that occupies an old grammar school built in the early 60’s. AC and heating are minimally effective and on hot summer days they turn of the lights to keep the rooms cooler. The average age of the membership at this Y is probably 68 which puts me on the high end of the fitness bell curve. That’s great for my ego when I go to work out, but I fear it may obscure my diminishing physical abilities. The down side is going into the locker room where for some reason old men think it makes sense to stand naked in front of a mirror and shave. It’s like there is a voice saying to me, “this is your future”. I’m not sure if that’s a motivation to keep going or a reason to stop working out.

    Marsha, I look forward to hearing your progress and insights.

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    1. YMCA – how can it be so different in different places? We liked ours in Bakersfield, but it was old 25 years ago. Here, I don’t even think they open it anymore due to health violations.
      But, I admire your loyalty and your conviction to work out, even in the midst of such a discouraging future.:)

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