Power to the Inspiration-Challenged

February Blaaaaaaahs. So a writer-friend suggested that we attend  Zumba classes. Good exercise. Blood to the brain. Juice up the vertebrae. It’ll help our creative whats-its.

We chose the “Basic” level of classes to attend.

If only this were REAL money on these things!!

If only this were REAL money on these things!!

The level of expertise didn’t really matter to me because I usually make my own rules at events like these. It’s kind of like going to a pot luck and being assigned a “Food Category” because my last name begins with F.  You gotta be kidding…I’m supposed to bring a baked chicken?  Surprise…that chicken is going to look a lot like a can of olives (or maybe a pizza if they’ll deliver).  I say, “Power to the Potluck downtrodden. Bring whatever you want.” That’s why there’s an element of LUCK in these feasts.  You hope you don’t get something undercooked, overdone, or experimental.

So…back at Zumba Camp, the instructor was as chipper and upbeat as you’d expect anyone to be who exercises daily.  She brought these nifty…uh…rear wraps.  We were supposed to jiggle violently enough to make them sound like pennies being poured into a coffee can.  I must be deaf because I never head any of them AT ALL except the gal who took hers off, whirling it over her head. I’m guessing “STRIPPER” was listed somewhere in the early years of her resume.

I have to say, it’s great exercise, but it reminds me of the forced square-dancing we had to do in grade school gym classes.  Someone was telling us where to step, and on the stanzas I had to “swing your partner” with Louis A. who thought it was hilarious to whip his victims around tornado-style and let go. Maybe that’s why, in Zumba, I didn’t listen very well, but was polite enough to keep my imaginative steps in the back row, where I wandered around like a cow looking for the gate.

Bear with me…I’m getting to the point.

Since the publication of the first Two Pan book, people keep sending me photos of cows. You can see the book cover here if you want to see why.  Cows. Lots of cows.  Who knew cows were so funny?  Cows are the new kittens…well, maybe not.

So I received this YouTube video of this Cow’s moves, and I’m inspired to add a few more steps to my Zumba routine. I’m posting it because I hope it reminds you…like it reminds me… that no matter the job, do it with excitement and joy.  “Power to the Zumba downtrodden. Move over old Stripper, we’re making up our own moves.”

Note:  When you watch the video. Notice how people are going by without even looking. See….obviously this proves the old adage: Dance as though no one is watching.

That’s pretty inspiring.

Look for the snout wiggle at 14 seconds.

 

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About Barb

I escaped from a hardscrabble farm in Oklahoma. I'm not sure why people think I have an accent. I miss the sunshine, but not the fried foods.
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47 Responses to Power to the Inspiration-Challenged

  1. Always wanted to try Zumba…I bet my wife will passed out laughing at me. I agree when you wrote, “no matter the job, do it with excitement and joy.” Life is about making new experiences and adventures. Thanks for today’s fun post!. All the best to you and your family.

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  2. pegoleg says:

    How brave of you! I’ve been meaning to try Zumba but I’m afraid I would look just like that cow if I did.

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  3. nrhatch says:

    Holy Dancing Cow, Batgirl!

    I’m with you on Pot-LUCKS! If someone tries to assign me a food category, I figure they must be a control freak (i.e., not someone I want to take orders from). Thanks to this post, OLIVES will now be my new “go to” category! 😛

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  4. You always crack me up Barb.You go girl. Zumba boomba!

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    • Barb says:

      Whatta ya expect from someone nuttier than a Payday?

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      • See, see, you are a natural comedian. I see stand up in your future woman!!! I mean it!!! Xo

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        • Barb says:

          I talked to the instructor at our local college about taking his Stand-Up class (No Joke…they give college credit for it. They consider it drama). But I opted out when i discovered the final was doing a 3 minute routine in front of an audience (not the class) but a real audience. No guts…Thus no glory. But thanks for your kind compliment.

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  5. I hate to admit it, but I have a belly dancing sari with the coins attached from a previous class — taken at a local college none-the-less. Guilty.

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    • Barb says:

      Hopefully you wear it around the kitchen when cooking. I hate cooking so much…that at least wearing a fanny wrap would make it ….uh…different.

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  6. Well that was a fun read! I’ve never heard of zumba. No videos of you in action, hunh?

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  7. Recie says:

    Oh Barb, only YOU can make a Zumba class or potluck sound so fun! Love the jingles.

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    • Barb says:

      Thanks, Orice, but I just show up and tie on a fanny wrap. Then I run around like I’m catching butterflies. If anyone makes a comment.I say, “What? I can’t hear you. The music’s too loud!!” It’s surprising what you can get away with by blaming it on loud music.

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  8. So, is somebody tells me I dance like a cow, that isn’t necessarily a bad thing, right? Good to know.

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  9. momaescriva says:

    I’ve got to learn those moves. That cows got it!

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  10. That cow has infinitely more grace than I can muster. Even on a good day.
    Is it wrong to be jealous of a cow?

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    • Barb says:

      No, Sue. No reason to covet the cows abilities. Why…just look how that cow is showing off…begging for attention, and no one is paying attention. I think that’s proof that you can be graceful without all that effort. So go ahead….drop that carton of eggs with a one-handed flourish. Toss the milk into your shopping cart and see if it bounces out. I’m sure these things would make a bigger “splash” and be noticed even more by fellow consumers…and it won’t take much effort at all.
      Because you’re in Oz…do they have dancing kangaroos or gators or something more interesting than cows which sell groceries?

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      • Sadly no. Groceries are serious business. No roos involved.
        Re bouncing milk? Years back I came home from work v tired. We stopped off on the way home and bought milk. It was only when my shoes didn’t fit in the milk compartment of the fridge I realised I had thrown the milk under the bed on my way through the house. Oops.
        My special subject on Mastermind would be klutzdom, with a minor in clumsiness.

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  11. Helen Wand says:

    Well, that takes care of that…I’ve been contemplating a zumba class…I don’t need bruised knees! Thanks for the tip, Barb! Ya’ gotta love that cow!

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    • Barb says:

      Helen, you could be like me and simply put on the spangly fanny wrap and stumble around. I say half of any job is dressing like you know what you’re doing.

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  12. Rose L. says:

    That “cow” can dance better than me!! In fact, I think I spotted Zumba moves! The fanny thing is part of a belly dance costume! I had one years ago along with a top with little bells on it. Don’t ask, I was young. I took Zumba once thinking it would be easy as I used to dance a lot (YEARS ago) and almost broke myself. When she said we were going to do booty pops, I told her that no way was this booty poppon’ as it might be dislocated. Wonder if that is possible! Anyway, that would not have been a pretty sight.

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    • Barb says:

      OH!!!!They have names for the moves??? I’m just hopping around in back, running into walls and other people. Can you imagine listening to the Music AND the instructor? Nope, I have to choose one or the other. (I’m not for sure why no one but Moma wants to Zumba close to me.

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  13. Margie says:

    Thanks for explaining Zoomba and the ‘Potluck Theory of Attendance and Contribution’. And Dancing Cows… Only an inventive writer like you could put all those thoughts in one post with such dexterity!

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    • Barb says:

      Thanks, Margie. I think it has more to do with being weird. And that cow is so inspiring, I’ve got to have whatever it’s drinking. The Potluck Theory of Attendance is a Lifestyle. The addendum to it is: “They can do it themselves if they don’t like it.”

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  14. Elyse says:

    Is that cow there dancing to get folks to buy beef? Chicken? Tofu? Hilarious video.

    Nice to see you here, Barb!

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  15. Love you, Barb! All your moves are good. MJR

    Sent from my iPhone

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  16. dan says:

    WOW! That sounds like something I’d write. I had to quit writing as it hurt my hands and I had to quit drinking coffee. Miss you all.

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    • Barb says:

      Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan.
      How great to hear from you. I miss your curmudgeony comments. I’m sorry you’re in pain. Does cutting out coffee help? WE’ve gotta get you one of those dictation machines. Thanks for commenting. Please know you’re really missed.

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  17. Roxie Matthews says:

    Ooops. There it is. Just took a bit to load. That cow has MOOOOVES!

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  18. Roxie Matthews says:

    I’m such a doofus. Where’s the link to the cow dance on Utube?

    The fanny wrap is awesome. I gotta get me one of those. I may not be able to Zoomba, but I CAN shake the moneymaker!

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