The Fitness Collective in Cobble Hill is a tiny gym with one studio and space for personal training. The Zumba class here is packed with women from their 20s to 60s, all moving to salsa, tango and club music.
A couple of friends from my walking group accompany me to the class, where we spin and step and carefully avoid our fellow Zumba enthusiasts. One woman consistently spins in the opposite direction and knocks into others.
But the class is a full cardio workout, with no stops for a sip of water or towel wipe. The energetic instructor has several pounds of jewelry on, on his wrists, in his ears, around his neck, but he never seems to break a sweat.
We power walk over from Park Slope; in Brooklyn, a lot of people never think to walk from neighborhood to neighborhood, as you do in Manhattan, but it is only a 15 minute walk.
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