The Exquisite Joy of Being Known
“You live!” The woman with the firecracker pixie cut did a double take and bounded for me. We couldn’t remember each other’s …
“You live!” The woman with the firecracker pixie cut did a double take and bounded for me. We couldn’t remember each other’s …
Only four days left of 2012. Four. Days. It’s been another whirlwind year around these parts and although I say it every …
I moseyed into morning Zumba class, hitting a wall of stagnant sweaty air from the previous class (ick). As I parked myself …
I knew I was in the wrong Zumba class when the instructor took more water breaks than me in the first 10 …
Way back when, I was an aspiring ballerina. I remember spending part of every dress rehearsal sitting on a stage crowded with …
It came to me in a vision on the way to Zumba this morning. As I made my way into the gym …
It’s Christmas eve eve eve and I keep wondering what happened to December. Or 2011 for that matter. With wrapping yet to …
Even in a slower-paced class, I still prefer Zumba to other group fitness sessions. Photo credit. Want to hear something terrifying? I …
At one point about 20 minutes in, I thought I might pass out from exhaustion. And then I remember my friend Domi …