Peace Love Zumba

Peace...Love...Zumba

So it finally hit me most of the way in to hour 2 of my two hour Monday night Zumbathon, there in the midst of being drenched in sweat, during the middle of a Shakira song (yes, my hips dont lie!) that I stopped caring what I looked like, what other people thought about me, stopped being a mother,a workerbee, neurotic female type A personality and became one with the music, the beat, the roomful of other happy zumba-ers and found pure bliss. That's right, you heard me correctly....this 40-something lifetime exercise avoider found joy on the dance floor.

I hope you all find something that gives you that feeling of joy, no matter how fleeting!