Zumba!

Taking a break from running, my sister and I decided to go to our "Zumba!" class this evening. "Zumba!" is basically aerobics to latin/salsa music, and an attempt at making women feel desirable and sexy again.

It has no such effect on me.

 I find myself throwing my body around the room like a sex crazed lunatic, shaking my hips and signing along in Spanglish like one of those kids you see on "My big fat gypsy wedding". The only difference is those little gypsy girls look about 15 times more sophisticated than me, and they are a hell of a lot more co-ordinated.

I found a great meme to illustrate this:

Although Napoleon Dynamite's dance was effing awesome. 

In fact, I think I owe him an apology now...