Two nights a week, Mondays and Wednesday nights is Zumba night. I put on my work-out gear, take my bag with a towel and water and take off. My son is used to my Zumba routine and whenever I put on my runners, he asks in his cute little voice: going to Zumba mommy?
Here is my secret.
I haven't gone to Zumba class for the last 2 months. I haven't stopped my exercise routine and I do go to the gym or for a run, BUT some of my Zumba nights have changed. Sometimes Zumba means going to the library and actually taking the time to read the titles or sometimes it means sitting in a coffee shop and people watching or going to the pharmacy and trying on make-up samples and getting expert advice.
I haven't told my husband or my son: it's my little secret, it's my time and it's delicious! I hadn't planned on sneaking out on my class, but found myself driving there one night and 'not going'. I didn't think to mention it when I got home and presto! Secret Zumba night was born!
(just go with it, honey, if you read this post! ;)
I figure this little untold white lie falls in the realm of other little things we don't necessarily share with our family like going out to get a brazilian. Am I right?
If you already have your "Zumba night", then I'm glad to be part of the club! If you haven't joined in yet, please do. Schedule it in!
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