Four Fife Sic Zumba! !

Four Fife Sic Zumba! !


Holy crap! I’m having way too much fun with these HILARIOUS (and by hilarious I mean AWESOME) Zumba DVDs!

I’m not kidding. I love them in all their cheesy glory.

I’ve been doing them for 3 days in a row now and I can’t get enough, I swear. I wish I could stay home all day every day and Zumba to my heart’s content.

I don’t care if the sets are so late 80′s they give me flash backs of roller skates, Avanti cigarettes and wake-ups chased with Beer beer.

I don’t care that all the participants in the video are doing the moves differently from one another.

I don’t even care that Beto Perez takes every occasion he can find, relevant or not, to show off his ridiculously amazing abs.

He can do whatever the hell he wants with that adorable accent of his because exercising has never been so awesome.

I try to love exercising, I really do but I find it so hard to stay motivated. There are a bunch of exercise videos that I find really effective but they aren’t fun and they’re full of things I don’t love – Like push-ups. I don’t love push-ups at all. Nope, not even a little bit. I don’t love jumping jacks or burpees either. I actually hate planking and I don’t love lunges even a little tiny bit.

But guess what I do love! Zumba!! I’m so totally in drooling, gushing, ogling, cooing, giddy love with it – I could lick it’s bum-hole in a very drunken night of passion and still gaze lovingly into its eyes the next morning.

That’s right, you heard me.

I love Zumba THAT much.

Not only do I love it being so fun and full of awesome, but I love it for inspiring me and getting me excited about getting into better shape.

In one week I’m updating Girl Talk with weight/inches lost or muscles and awesomeness gained or whatever.

That’s a promise I making right this damn minute — I’m so serious, I am even writing it in my agenda right this second.

*scribbling pen scratching on paper noises*

Now, it’s late. I’m going to go do some yoga, read some book and go to bed – where I will caress my lady bits – while fantasizing deeply and vividly about you know what.



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