Sunday, June 8, 2014

On Why Zumba Instructors Really Count

So this week, I've been on a roll.

I've been exercising every day, and switching things up!

Here's what I've been doing :

1. Running
2. Swimming
3. Zumba
4. Pilates
5. Yoga
6. Body Combat

(No, not all on the same day).
Anyway, by far, my favourite is Zumba!
I have no idea why I've never joined Zumba before - well, okay, I do have an idea - the idea of a dance class has always scared me off because I am really not coordinated and people always make fun of my dancing. Ahem.

But I love dancing! I think it's so fun! Too bad people watching me don't find it fun.

Over this past week, I've gone for 3 Zumba classes with 3 different instructors. I got lucky because on my very first class, I got a really good instructor. To begin with, she was extremely hot - ha ha! I mean it, so it was actually very nice to look at her! She had a really nice body, and she was obviously a very good dancer and was super clear - there were a couple of first timers in my class too, and everyone could pick up the moves. And, I think what makes a difference is that she was always laughing and smiling and looked like she herself was genuinely having fun.

The second instructor was horrible. I went to a different gym, and it was this mad looking woman who looked like she'd escaped from the 70s or 80s. She had a mullet. I kid you not. She was this wiry, muscly lady in her forties and not a good dancer. It was visually displeasing to watch her. And when there were some latecomers in the class, she stood in the middle of the stage and yelled at them. Er..okay.
She also kept demonstrating the wrong moves to show that we were doing it wrong, but would only demonstrate the right moves one time. So her style of teaching is this : Show you one time - get you confused, then show you 3 types of wrong moves subsequently.
What a horrible class! Never going back!

The third class I had today, and it was this super cute Japanese guy from the same studio as the first one. Like the first instructor, he looked like he was genuinely having a good time, he was always smiling and he was very clear with the cues and stuff.

It's made me realize that the instructor is really the most important thing. If I had started off with the second instructor, I would have just gone home and bitched about Zumba for the rest of my life.

Oh, and I did go for one pilates class at another gym...but seriously, Cassey Ho is a better Pilates teacher despite being virtual. Hee hee.

Signing off for now!

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