Showing posts with label The gym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The gym. Show all posts

Monday, August 27, 2007

What a feeling! Keep believing!

I’m not exactly sure when, how or why it happened, but a couple of weeks ago I found myself surrounded by Alex Owens wannabes. Leg warmers, tights, and spandex jumpers are back. I’d prefer to say back-in-black, but NO! Apparently the women at my gym prefer the jumpers that look like Christmas puked all over them. I’m talking, ruby red, porno pink, grassy green, neon-frickin-burn-your-eye-sockets-out yellow, all of which seem to be complimented with glittery patterns and stripes. It's hot. Real hot.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a straight face in a yoga class with 10-12 women who are wearing rainbow legwarmers and headbands?

Oh.my.god.

Stepford is a strange place to live in. But never did I think I would be living in a “city” where 80’s workout fashion was making a come-back.

I asked one of the women in my class why everyone looked as if they were on the set of Jane Fonda's workout. She explained to me that every monday & wednesday after yoga there is an 80’s jazzercise class, in which everyone is expected to wear 80’s workout clothes.

Oh.my.god.

I stayed and watched the next class.

And there they were.

20 women, all maniacs on the floor, and they were definitely dancing like they’ve never danced before.

I was hooked.

I’ve been going for three weeks now and up until today I haven’t really had a chance to rock any 80’s spandex. But tonight that all changes. My gym bag now consists of:

1 pair of black leg warmers
Black jumpers
Grey sweatshirt (cut at the neck, of course).
Black sweatband

So , I'm not as colorful or creative as the other "dancers", but I am still without a doubt eightylicious.