Laundry, Laundry and Zumba

My life feels profoundly boring.  I went to work, put gas in my car, came home and had lunch with Mom.  Then back to work, home again, enchiladas for dinner, Zumba, and shower.  Oh, there was also a significant amount of laundry in there somewhere.  I switched up my Zumba schedule to Monday/Wednesday instead of Wednesday/Thursday, and I think my body is in full revolt.  The plan was to do Monday/Wednesday/Friday, but the Friday one fell through.  I knew if I went up to three days a week I'd be hurting for awhile.  But I did not expect just changing up the days to kill me.  Tonight was really slow, and I am going to be really sore tomorrow.  Praying I don't get a charley horse in the middle of the night.  And for some reason, I still love Zumba.  Yep, I'm crazy.