I've been doing the "Just Sweat" workouts with my daughter in the mornings. It's been a key way to deepen our relationship with each other through fitness and faceless, animated mannequins grooving to pop songs.
|Just Sweat in the Tropics (JK you're in your basement).|
If you're unfamiliar, Just Sweat is the workout portion of the Just Dance game we have for our Xbox Kinect. You get to dance and you get physical against trippy backgrounds.
The game portion of Just Dance has you mimic dance routines set to pop music. For kicks, you can watch a replay of your efforts, which will make you feel like your entire life is a lie. You weren’t “hittin’ it,” you were pantomiming being on fire.
I've been enjoying my daily mommy-daughter sweat for nearly two weeks. Two weeks. I assumed I'd get better at anticipating the game's moves by now.
This morning was no different—I struggled to remember to glance down at the prompts show which move is on deck—and failed. The steps aren’t getting more familiar, but the failure is like coming home. Every day I'm transported to the early 90s when supermodels like Cindy Crawford or kickboxer types like Billy Blanks were on my screen, leading me in what was likely to result in a sprain. I was always a step behind and a grapevine too late.
The same is true as I Just Don't Dance. I get lost so easily, whether it’s Rock Lobster or Umbrella. In fact, “Just Don’t Dance” would be a better name for the game. Just Sit Down Already, would also work, as well as:
- Just Try to Keep Up
- Just Don't Throw Your Back Out
- Just Stop, You're Embarrassing Yourself
- Just Drop Out
- Just Not Like That
- Just Leave the Twerking to Miley
- Just Don't Let Anyone See You Dong This
- Just Remember You're Almost 40
- Just Make It to the Shoulder Shake
- Just Stand There if You Can't Do This Right
- Just Fix That Wedgie
- Just Don't Trip
- Just Flail
- Just Sing Along and Sway
I'd quit you, Just Dance. I would. But your purple-skinned avatars and the trippy workout settings have got a hold on my imagination. I'm not a dancer today, and I'm not likely to be one tomorrow, but maybe someday I will nail the moves to the Bieber classic "Beauty and a Beat." It could happen. I did eventually conquer the master level step aerobics move, the cha-cha turn. So Just Don't Give-Up on Me.