Nothing to Do. The story of my life.

I'm sitting around waiting for my Zumba class. I think I do better exercising in a workout class, than watching a video at home. Its ironic that I feel more idiotic when I'm alone, in my house following along with a DVD. How do I know if I'm doing the routine correctly? I mean, will someone off the DVD come knocking on my door, slap me across the face, and then show me the correct movements? Truthfully, I think thats what I need. Or atleast one of those "Easy" buttons from the commercials.

Maybe we all need one of those in life???

...I have nothing more to say.