Nice Coconuts

by | Jun 17, 2012 | Blog | 0 comments

It was a lovely, hot afternoon with my Zumba ladies today at Sue’s pool. (Thanks Sue and John) We meet monthly to partake in a little taste of spirits, a zumba dance or two and conversation that ranges from kids to husbands to Fifty Shades of Grey updates. These women have taught me how to let go and dance, how to eat a jello shot (my first and last), how to make a chocolate cupcake and how to just relax and be me.  I truly hope I pass something back to this spectacular group of women.

That being said, we have our idiosyncrasies.  I laugh until my stomach hurts.  Seeing the ladies performing synchronized swimming with the Hawaiian coconut bras on over their bathing suits was hysterical! We laid around the pool and reminisced of the many zumba classes we have taken, the nicknames we have for some of the more ‘odd’ students and now adding the pain and anguish of Spin and Body Pump.  Half the time we can neither sit down or blow dry our hair without some body part aching or shaking, and not in a good way.

With these ladies, I am not fat in a bathing suit; I can eat anything I want and if I spill it on my shirt, it’s OK; and I can ask what something means without being embarrassed. Heather, you are my hero in this department.(Read the book…Meg and you will love it, we’ll help you decipher the words. They helped me!)

What great food and fun tonight.  I am missing you at the fire having s’mores so have one for me.  Good night ladies and safe travels home.  I will see you for zumba tomorrow morning!

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