In an attempt to take my physical fitness "to the next level," I recently purchased Tracy Anderson's Dance Cardio for Beginners. If you don't know who Tracy Anderson is, you must not be as obsessed with Gwyneth Paltrow as I am. Good for you. I am jealous of the balanced life you are leading.
Anyway... I used Anderson's The Method most of last summer and got some great results. Anyone that forbids me from lifting more than 3lbs of weight or doing too much cardio has got my attention and affection! I was a big method fan. But you can only exercise to the same dvd for so long before you go crazy. You hone in on each production glitch, camera angle snafu, annoying "if it hurts it is working" humor, etc... my OCD personality couldn't take it anymore.
Hence the move to dance cardio (beginners, mind you!) Well, let me be the first to shout it from the mountains - I CAN'T DANCE, PEOPLE. No, I am a tall and uncoordinated almost-40 white woman that secretly wishes she could at least shake it a smidge. When I do shake it, you can bet tequila is involved. I would be lying if I didn't admit that I was hoping my new exercise dvd would not only increase my fitness, but also give me some sense of rhythm.
I didn't even complete the warm up session. The warm up kicked my ass. The warm up made me fall on my own floor. The warm up had me so confused with all of the 5, 6, 7, 8 counting and pivoting. So you know what I ended up doing? I sat on my sofa and watched a bunch of professional grade dancers prance around my television for 30 minutes doing routines I will only perform in my sleep. If I'm lucky.
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