First but not the last attempt at a Russian aerobics class

When a friend asked if i wanted to go check out the local gym, I couldn't say no. I've been running and doing yoga on my own, but there is something about exercising with others that is addicting. When I walked into the studio, I really felt like I was in America. Well, except for the lady using that jiggly belt thing that was advertised to "melt off the pounds" in the 1960s. I really can't even follow an aerobics class in English, never mind Russian but it was so much fun to share something with locals that goes beyond language. Classic 80's jazzercise moves and box stepping to "Pump up the Jam." Ya tak ustala!