Workout
Saturday Zumba with Sammy
Really, it's the class I hate to love. But I do sort of love it. Sammy is the epitome of earnest, upbeat Latin male-dom; and the man can move. In front of me was a ringer: An Asian-American woman in spandex and halter who, basically, was just as good and sexy as Sammy. They greeted each other like old friends; and then we all dance for an hour. Crowded class, but not problematically so. Later I heard some gay guys in the lobby talking about it. A few were arguing it wasn't a good enough workout; but the guy who had been in the class to me defended. I agreed with him, silently, in my mind.


