I Am Hopelessly Uncoordinated, But I Still Tried This Buzzy Dance Cardio Class

LEKfit Review
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My mother often repeats the tale of my short-lived dancing career with only slightly unfettered glee. "You had such incredible stage presence, and the biggest smile on your face the entire time," she'll recall. "But everyone else on stage lifted their left arm, and you'd lift your right. Everyone would twirl one way, and you'd go the opposite, a second or two later."

For the record, I was about 6 years old at the time, and definitely more invested in the sequined costume I was wearing than the accurate timing my pliés and pirouettes. But this did portend a couple of things about my future: I would end up working in fashion rather than debuting in the New York City Ballet—and to this day, it seems as though I cannot follow choreography if my life depended on it.

That's not to say I lack hand-eye coordination altogether. I grew up playing soccer and lacrosse, and these days, I channel a different kind of energy and balance on the yoga mat. I'm constantly dancing for fun—the key difference being that I have the freedom to move to a beat of my own drum. But trying the odd kickboxing and Zumba classes have only reiterated the fact that if asked to follow a certain routine, I really struggle. It simply does not compute.

All this said, I kind of assumed the worst (of myself) when I was invited to check out LEKfit, a very buzzy workout class in Los Angeles that incorporates dance cardio with free weights and in some cases, a trampoline. I've actually been intrigued by LEKfit for months: Trainer Lauren Kleban—an alumna of Tracy Anderson and Ballet Bodies—hosts the class in a converted garage studio at her home, where Busy Phillips, Michelle Williams, and our own co-founder Hillary Kerr are all frequent attendees. For those not in the area, Kleban also offers streaming versions of her workouts, which are touted to be as fun as they are highly effective.

My curiosity ultimate won out over my self-consciousness, and on a recent Monday morning, I made my way to Kleban's home to try her Bounce class—the safest bet, I decided, since there would be relatively minimal choreography and the trampoline would keep me occupied. An hour later, I walked out into the cool L.A. smog drenched in sweat, thoroughly convinced that I had just found my new favorite workout—and that maybe I wasn't so hopeless at choreography after all.