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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My daughter and I have started working out at a local gym.We have done water aerobics and ever the over achiever I decided to try Zumba as well.It will be fun ,I convinced myself. I love dancing and it will go so fast I will probably love it. The reason I joined was I want to be able to stay active over the winter when gardening is not an option.This spring I noticed how difficult it was to get the old tractor cranked after the winters idleness. For over twenty years I have turned our corner lot into a mini farm.Should you ask my husband he would say I have put into the ground every sort of plant known to man.Where I see a lovely Purple leafed miniature Russian willow,he see yet another obstacle to mow around. There has been many the discussion about his propensity to fill my neatly weeded and mulched flower beds with grass clippings. This is a fight I finally gave up.Once when he was gone I decided to mow to show that with some thought it could be done without collateral damage. It almost killed me.Go right eight feet circle a bush.Go ten feet make a right then back to the left.Wash,rinse, repeat.My dominant legs knee was so jacked up I was in extreme pain for days and generalized discomfort since.Till yesterday. When I arrived at Zumba I was one of four women not including the young instructor.A young man was also present .This was my first Zumba class . It was also the instructors. In a brightly lit room walled with mirrors We commenced.We hopped,we gyrated, we pretended to dry out butts with towels.We and I am being Serious ,pretended to chop sugar cane with more flair than I felt necessary.During one complex step,chop,swivel,butt drying ,sugar cane chopping maneuver my knee audibly popped. Before you could say"Well you've done it now !,I realized every second that passed it was feeling better and better. Just to be safe I kept my hops to baby bunny sized ones from then on and iced it as soon as I arrived home. There I stood mouth gasping for air In a sweat soaked hello kitty tee shirt and sweat pants ,mouth agape like a landed carp and not thinking boy this is fun. The young instructor ask would I be back as unlike The other old lady present I faked my way through the entirety of this ordeal.When is the next class I asked?,only to say, Thursday no I have plans on Thursday.Plans that don't include self inducing a heart attack I thought to myself.Anyway,thanks for fixing my bum knee.
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