Oh sports. You and I are not good friends. I have always been so tall and clumsy that physical education was never my thing. The only time I ever enjoyed it was when we were training for track & field and athletism, because it turned out that my long legs were good for running fast and jumping high and far, yay. Not even basketball, a sport where the tallest people often excel, was for me. It's probably a sport for tall people with good hand-eye coordination. I always ended up being hit by the ball on the face, flabbergasted at my own slow reactions.
Last year I vowed to start running (I still have the pretty shoes), but I never did. Or maybe once, and I wouldn't be able to tell if that happened in 2012 or late 2011, so it does not count. Instead, the plan for this year (to keep things doable and fun) is to take salsa lessons together with the boy. I am not sure if it counts as exercise, but in my book it counts as *not sitting in front of a screen* so I'll give it a go and call it progress. I am the latin one in this relationship, but I am also the one who can't dance (see above: clumsiness). If you want video proof of it click here and scroll down. Once I was at a Cuban bar with friends and one of the owners / salsa professors asked me to dance. But he gave up quite fast, dictaminating: "you have no sense of rythm whatsoever". That's true, I don't.
It's funny, when I first moved to Europe one of the things that annoyed me the most was that people would assume that just because I was Mexican I was some kind of amazing salsa master goddess. If anything, I would be able to pull a zapateado to the Jarabe Tapatío, Guadalajara or La Negra, because folkloric dancing is something that you are taught at school at some point or another. Sure, in Mexico, there are people who like to dance salsa, and so they take lessons, same as in Europe. Maybe there are particular regions of Mexico, in the Atlantic and Caribbean coast where Salsa is popular, but the origins of salsa dancing are afro-cuban, so there is not really a direct connection with my country: it's not ours, it has been imported. It would always strike me a little bit offensive that people would just assume things. This goes in the same bag with people asking me if I had a donkey and saying things like, "Oh, it must be lovely to come from South America". It must be lovely indeed, but I wouldn't be able to tell cause I am as North-American as Canadians and Americans. Also, between North America, and South America, lays Central America (to which half of Mexico geographically forms part of, but politically, we remain part of North America). I think people just got their definitions wrong and what they mean to say when they say South America, is "everything south from the USA border", so to those people I say, the term you are looking for is: "Latin America".
Anyhow, I never liked this type of dancing, something about being too close to a stranger made me uncomfortable. I would only be able to dance like this with a boyfriend, good friends, or close members of my family (father, brother, uncles, cousins). With people I knew. But, the boy loves it. Both his parents are crazy about it, his dad would take vacations to Cuba just to dance. And his mom has a long collection of Salsa cd's and videos. Between that, and my previous contact with salsa through friends who are truly South American (Equatorian, Bolivian, Colombian), it started growing on me. So we're taking lessons. I hope I will get better, wish us luck. Do you have any exercise plans for the year? Do you already take dancing lessons? Are you a pro at any sport?