Morning Zumba or, An Hour in the Life of the Kenyan Nomad

If anyone told you that there's nothing to do in Nairobi apart from eat, drink and work - they lied.

Friday: I realise that there's a Sunday morning Zumba class at the Aga Khan Sports Club, and ambitiously decide to go. I invite a friend to go with me, because, duh, accountability + more fun.

Saturday evening: 10 a.m. on a Sunday morning? Am I suuuuure I want to do this? I just jogged for 30 minutes, that's gotta count for something.

Saturday night: Okay, I just had Hashmi and wine. No excuses. We're doing this!!!

Sunday morning, 9:55 a.m.: Just drove in. An hour of Zumba! YEAH!!!

Sunday morning, 10:05 a.m.: This is awesome! I am going to ROCK this class. Nothing hurts! Jump higher? Sure!!

Sunday morning, 10:10 a.m.: Okay, so maybe I'm a little more out of shape than I'd like to admit.

Sunday morning, 10:15 a.m.: Holy shit, how is she moving like that?! Is the human body even meant to be able to do that? Maybe I can try!

Sunday morning, 10:16 a.m.: Okay, ow. Dial it down, Roshni...

Sunday morning, 10:20 a.m.: Good God, I need a drink. Nalgene's here, so water will do!! Let me just step aside for a minute...

Sunday morning, a few seconds later: Wait! No! This song is awesome! And the moves look like so much fun! Rest, schmest.

Sunday morning, 10:25 a.m.: Guys! Guys! Look at me! I can do this! Also, I forgot I could turn this shade of red.

Sunday morning, 10:28 a.m.: Watch out, Shakira.

Sunday morning, 10:30 a.m.: What even what that muscle I just felt?!

Sunday morning, 10:32 a.m.: I'm grinning like an idiot I know, but this really does feel amazing.

Sunday morning, 10:40 a.m.: WAAAATERRR!

Sunday morning, 10:42 a.m.: Oh, this feels much better. Where were we?

Sunday morning, 10:43 a.m.: YEAH, ENDORPHINS!

Sunday morning, 10:50 a.m.: Isn't it fascinating how this almost seems effortless? Yet, I know if I stop, I'll crash...

Sunday morning, 10:55 a.m.: As much fun as we're having... are we done yet?!

Sunday morning, 10:57 a.m.: HALLELUJAH! Time for cool down.

Sunday morning, 11:00: Ow and yay pretty much sum it up! I can't wait to go again next week.

While this wasn't a 'typical' hour in my life, it certainly was a pretty fun hour!! I'm going back next week - anyone interested in joining?

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