A week ago my little family and I snuggled in for a weekend of wind and rain. Like so many on this side of the country, we were preparing for what was being hyped as the storm of the century. We felt the wind change and the temperature drop and we piled in bed and watched movies and ate breakfast burritos and used it as an opportunity to shut out the world and just be together.
We were lucky. Fast forward 7 days and it’s impossible to turn away from the images of destruction and devastation. Suffering. Need.
We in the health and fitness blogging community know a lot of people who had their sights set on Sunday. The NYC Marathon meant a lot of things to a lot of people. And for a while it looked like the show might go on. On Facebook I responded to a status update that basically chided those who decided to continue with marathon plans, calling them “inhumane assholes.” Regardless of what the higher-ups decided to do about the marathon, I was in support of the runners. I mean, if the decision was made not to cancel, why take it out on the participants?
In this thread, I, too was called an inhumane asshole. And an idiot. And maybe worse, I don’t know. I unfriended and blocked the person. She was a brand new Facebook friend – a connection I had made simply because we were both connected by Zumba – and our first exchange turned into name calling. And it made me sad.
Well, the marathon is now officially cancelled and that seems to be the best decision all around. But I still support those runners. One of them is somebody many of you know as Bitchcakes (insert applause here) and on her Facebook she discussed that many New Yorkers are encouraging people who want to donate money to relief efforts to give it to The Mayor’s Fund to Advance New York City. Well, I trust Bitchakes and also I’m not an inhumane asshole (just an occasional run of the mill asshole, really) and so often people want to reach out and help people in need but they don’t actually know what to do.
So I did what I always do when I’m working on an idea…I started texting Sam at an ungodly hour, causing her to wake to a barrage of messages about What! We! Could! Do!
This is what we came up with:
We have 3 Zumba classes happening downtown tomorrow, which may or may not be big due to the fact that they are happening in the middle of the annual Whirligig Festival (which is as exciting as it sounds). So, instead of charging our usual admission for class, we’re instead accepting donations for The Mayor’s Fund.
It might sound silly, but you know how I (we) feel about the power of Zumba. I think dancing for a cause is a great idea. I think about all of us Fitbloggers dancing to “You”…
ready to defend in the toughest times
right down till the end standing by my side
when i need a friend i depend on you
you you and you and you and you and you
Yeah. So Sam and I also set up a paypal for any of you who may want to donate a few dollars, too. Or who may want to have a Zumba class for donations, too. We will leave the paypal open through Friday and then send off whatever money we collect.