Sometimes you just gotta burst into song!
- •I attend aqua aerobics classes four days a week at the nearby YMCA.
- •It's a beautiful facility with terrific members and staff.
- •The instructor was visibly out of sorts over something.She kept walking into the office and back to the side of the pool.
- •We heard some easy listening music coming from the speakers.Our instructor, Andrea, said she couldn't get the CD player drawer open, so we had to listen to whatever was in there.
- •I'm thinking the music was from the aqua arthritis class the prior day.They slow.
- •We're going ahead with our workout—music definitely not keeping pace with our energetic kicking, running, and speed skating moves.The ladies and I mean business!
- •The next song cues up ...Que Sera, Sera by Doris Day
- •Poor Instructor Andrea is apologizing, and in frustration, throws up her hands.We also throw up our hands, because we're in class. That's how it's done.
- •Then, just as Doris's voice rises for the refrain, something happens ...We all begin to sing. Fifteen ladies, ranging in age from fifty-nine to eighty-seven: "Que sera, sera! Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see, que sera, sera."
- •All the while, keeping up with our moves, "kick forward, kick side, kick back; tuck! Barrel jumps!"And we sounded good. Damn good.
- •We sang our way through the entire song, us fifteen ladies. It was fun.Instructor Andrea and the lifeguards watched with surprise, and there was much applause when we were done.
- •It's funny, these things happening on this particular day.The stuck CD drawer. Someone else's music. Doris Day.
- •Instructor Andrea, our best and most favorite instructor, told us at the end of class that this was her last day. It was very sad. But ...Que sera, sera.