Jazzer-bound

So I'm trying to wake up and get ready for my first Jazzercise class and these are the various things going through my mind:

• What if I can't do it? It's been at least 6 months since I've done a Jazzercise class. The last time I did Jazzercise I was about 20 lbs lighter.
• What if I'm the fattest chic in there? Yes, being a chubster has it's perks...as in..you are constantly casing the joint to see if there is a fatty in there bigger than you.
• What if my asthma acts up and I turn purple and look like Violet from Charlie and The Chocolate Factory?
• What if I don't like the class? I won't lie..when I did Jazzercise in West Columbia..my leader was awesome!! She'd make us laugh, we'd hoot and holler during our workouts and she'd always play Michael Buble whenever I asked....just for me!
• What if....I actually enjoyed it? :)
  

So what if I'm the chubster...so what if I turn purple..it's happened before? I don't like to exercise by myself b/c it is boring. Give me some good dance music and a routine and I could shake it all day. My parents both blessed me with some fine dancing feet! So maybe I'll just get in there and focus so much on learning the dances that I won't realize that I'm improving my health and elevating my heart rate.

Okay..I'll be back with an update. Fru-out!