I used to hate working out, I use to hate sweating, really I spent the first 30-ish years of my life hating anything related to exercise and thinking that gyms were super intimidating places where I really did not belong.
And then one day of February 2012, I decided to try that class called Zumba. It seemed fun and being a stay-at-home mom of two little ones in a new town, I needed a hobby. I went and bought new workout clothes, researched the best, seemingly not-too-scary class in town, and drove myself to the studio with so much anxiety I wanted to cry. When I could not find a parking spot, I almost turned around. But finally I walked in the class, just as it was about to start. I picked a spot in the back, close to the door in case I needed an escape route, took a deep breath and refused to cry, and then.. the music started. Loud, fun music that took me and made my heart so happy. The instructor was entertaining, cheering and whoop-whooping and his moves and cueing were so smooth and easy-to-follow, that I just started focusing on the steps and lost myself in the music! It was hard, I couldn’t jump or do everything, but I stayed the whole class because it was FUN.
And I came back, again and again and again, up to five or six times a week. I ended up joining a gym and doing other workouts but Zumba has always been the most fun one. 
Two years later, in 2014, I decided I wanted to be the one to give that experience to someone else, so I took the Zumba training and became an instructor myself.

My experience in this first class has shaped what I strive for as an instructor: a non-intimidating, judgement-free class, where everyone needs to feel welcome and leave empowered, with easy-to-follow moves and a fun atmosphere.

Are you ready to get up and move? Get your pass and let's do it!

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