Monday, October 24, 2011

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Thoughts on Zumba

Doing Zumba tonight in front of the wall to wall mirrors in the gym, I got a good idea of what I have looked like at all the bachelorette parties and weddings I've been to in the last five years. And to all of you who may have happened to be there, I'm so sorry. Turns out, people weren't watching me dance because I'm so cute and have great moves. They're watching me because they think I need a drink. They're thinking I need to ligh. ten. up.
It might be possible that I have finally found something for which I am truly too Baptist. It has to be the Baptist thing, right? ...Otherwise the only other logical conclusion to draw is that I am not very sexy. (But really, what's the difference?)
I burned 558 calories in 55 minutes. Fifty-five minutes of pelvic-thrusting-hip-rotating-girating-jumping-up-and-down-booty-shakin' good fun.
I will go back next week.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Top Ten

Top ten phrases most likely to result in my telling you to get lost*:
1. It goes so fast.
2. It's gonna take a LOT of cardio.
3. I am well, thank you.
4. Just wait until they're teenagers!
5. If you think you're tired now...
6. Losing weight gets harder as you get older.
7. You'll miss this season of life.
8. Oh...can I have paper? Can you re-pack that?
9. Just keep swimming.

And last, but not least...

*The phrase "get lost" is intended to signify two very different words.

Friday, October 07, 2011


I've given myself a goal to lose ten pounds in ten weeks. So far it's going great! I'm down four pounds in three weeks. I've been very careful about what I eat and working out regularly. I decided yesterday to sign up for the Weight Loss Challenge at my gym. Every Thursday for six weeks I get to go circuit train with personal trainers and hopefully bolster my weight loss efforts at home.
I can hardly walk today I am so sore.
The prize for winning the Challenge (whoever loses the highest percentage of body fat wins!) is eight personal training sessions. After last night, that doesn't seem like a prize to me. It seems like torture.
Onward and upward.