The spring semester started last Monday. My girlfriends are on what I assume is a New Year's Resolution health kick. They decided to attend a Zumba class at our gym and I hesitantly agreed to join them.
The Zumba class at school was freaky! Our instructor was flipping her hair, gyrating, and shaking her bits and pieces like a pro.
When I was in undergrad, I loved to get freaky dancing at the clubs. Sometimes if I was dancing on a bar or platform, men would hand me nasty, alcohol-soaked dollar bills. Some girls might have found that degrading, but I loved it. Despite that, even I was a little scandalized by the moves in this class. (God, when did I get so OLD! !
Even though I made a conscious effort to keep my moves low-impact my pudendal nerve started to flare. I realized that it wasn't the impact at all that was causing the pain, it was the thrusting and jiggling. I may be a small girl, but I've got A LOT of booty and I know how to shake it. I can only assume that the constant smack of my excessive booty tissue slamming against my pelvis irritated my cranky, prude pudendal nerve.
Only half way through the class I had to stop. I was the only one who couldn't keep up. I sat out one song, then decided to just do the upper body and arm parts of the workout.
I really enjoyed the class. It was liberating! I miss dancing like that. It never used to bother my nerve. I'd really love to attend another class, but I don't think my pudendal neuralgia will allow it.