Tuesday Night is Zumba Night

Every Tuesday night, I go to the gym and do Zumba. I love just dancing around and having fun. Today, like every Tuesday, I went to the gym to do such. We started the class and I was just following the instructor when I looked in the mirror and saw white showing through my black spandex pants. THEN I REALIZED: I ripped my damn pants when I dropping it low and what not. I was so embarrassed and really kind of mad because I was really getting into it today. Do you think that stopped me from finished Zumba. HELL NO. I normally dance by the door, so I had to move in the far corner so the rest of the gym wasn't seeing my ass as was dancing. Now, the rip was not visible all the time, just when we squatted down. It threw off my grove a little bit, but I just kept doing my own thing. Most people would have left and gone home, but nope, not me. I just went on with my business. I am sure people in class had to notice..hopefully the rest of the gym did not. Its been a while since I've had a really awkward moment like that..I kind of missed it, you know the awkwardness. I was more upset about not being able to really get into Zumba like I normally do than I was about my pants..

So that's my awkward moment of the day.