Aerobics Moroccan stylee
On Monday I atttended my first aerobics class. Tres amusant. I didn’t plan on attending a class; as usual I had no idea what was going on. There I was, happily jogging on the treadmill before I was urgently beckoned over to the open-space area.
There was five of us following the instructor. It didn’t appear like anyone knew the routine. Maybe it was a new class for the new year? The instructor wasn’t convinced I was watching her and kept coming over to me saying, “watch, watch!” I was watching!!
I kept skidding on the floor because there was so much condensation. This disrupted my moves, particularly the one where I had to stand on one leg and wave the other leg in a circle, turn, walk a couple of steps, and repeat with the other leg, whilst waving my arms in a circle. I liked this move.
I’m not sure when I’ll next be attending this class. Despite a very long conversation with the instructor, I still don’t understand when it is scheduled or if I have any choice in attending it.
I’ll keep you posted.
