If you listen closely, you can hear David Spade say "Hey Molly, 1985 called and they want their exercise class back."

I started Jazzercise last week.

This is normally not a type of aerobics class I would be interested in. Frankly, I prefer to rule out all things which include the words "aerobic" and "class." Not that I'm not a fan of exercise. I've actually grown quite attached to it over the last year. There's just something about that aerobic peppiness that I don't tend to gravitate towards.

However, I have recently taken a babysitting job for a class on Monday mornings. In exchange for the one hour of my expert services, I get unlimited classes. Not a bad deal. I'm not gonna lie; I don't know what I'm doing half the time. But it's fun. And I definitely get a work out.

So yeah. I Jazzercise.

But I am not the woman in this picture. I'm sure I had quite a few of you fooled until now.