Sunday, May 22, 2011
I went to Zumba today. I don't normally go, because I don't like it that much, but I heard some reggaeton music at a tapas place I went to this week and it made me kind of want to go.
Everytime I go, it's a bigger mistake than the time before. I'm a total clod with no sense of my center of gravity. It's always been a bit of a problem. I never got into the best show choirs in high school because my dancing was never any good. The only time I felt like a good dancer was 25 pounds ago when I belly danced. The Zumba teacher puts in a few belly dancing-inspired moves in a routine or two, and when I catch myself in the mirror, it's like I'm not even the same person, and in a sense, I guess I'm not. I'm 120% the person I used to be.
So I leave feeling like crap about myself.
I wonder if I can ever become a decent dancer, or if I'm totally screwed for life in this department because I was put in Girl Scouts instead of ballet as a child. Can I find my center of gravity? And sufficient grace? And a sense of what I look like when I twist this, shake that or flail these? How?
Thursday, May 19, 2011
I have a large chest.
I always have. It's the one part of me that has not gotten bigger over the course of time. Since it's so nicely-proportioned now, it's clear that I was very voluptuous back in the day.
Nope, it hasn't gotten bigger.
It's gotten longer!
I knew this would happen someday. I didn't quite think it would happen pre-children, pre-thirty, but I knew it would happen.
So aware was I that at the age of 20, I looked into what could be done in such a situation. Enter the breast lift!
Yesterday, I was washing my hands and looked in the mirror and saw 2 inches of cleavage. Not lovely cleavage. LONG cleavage, and I thought, omigod, it's time.
Then I thought about my mortgage, my student loans, my retirement, doggie outfits, make-up, massages, and the rest, and that's when I realized
it's probably just cheaper to learn to love myself and my boobs.
How do you do that?
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
...measly calories OVER today. Broke my streak, which, granted, was only three days (today would have been four), but still...darn!
At least I know I was 16 calories over, because I measured and tracked EVERYTHING today!
On the other hand, I can't fudge any of the numbers, because I measured and tracked EVERYTHING today!
Today was kind of an icky day, in general. Nothing happened really, but I was just crabby. A little strength training is planned for the evening, followed by a little vocal training after that.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Well, I'll have to let the other parties involved comment on their own, but I guess it's time I said something.
Yes. It's true. The innuendo, the rumors, all of it.
I have two sisters on SparkPeople with me. Yes, that's right. AMYLONGHORN and CASAM1985 and I are sisters. We all rented the same womb, though at different times.
And not only on SparkPeople! They're doing the 5% Challenge with me!
And not only on the 5% Challenge! They're also Starfish with me!
I know what you're thinking. How could this happen? How DID this happen?
Well, I'll tell you. When I joined the site in 2007, I got super-excited and told the two girls about it. They joined shortly after and then promptly dropped it. During my first 5% Challenge, I went to Orlando with Amy, and I was talking about my Challenge all the time, and it sounded like fun to her, so next time around, I emailed her and said, hey, sign up for the challenge and be a Starfish so we can hang out on the site. So she did.
Right after we started, we mentioned it to Anna. At this point, it was late signups, so she had, like, negative 18 hours to think about it and decide. Because her schedule is already merciless, she declined with such short notice, but said to ask her again for the next one. So we did. And she signed up, too.
Let's see. What else might you want to know? There's 35 months distributed amongst the three of us. That means for one month a year, we're stairsteps, but right now, I'm 28, Amy's 27 and Anna's 25.
I sometimes call Anna Bananas, but I don't think Amy does. Not that I blame her, since it's a little silly. Truthfully, I only did it a couple times, my husband thought it was hilarious, so now he sort of keeps me doing it. And even though it is silly, I also think it's cute.
In spite of this, it should be known that Anna does NOT like bananas. But she does like the banana-shaped Runts.
We heart each other very much!!! And I LOVE having the two of them on the Challenge with me, and I'm super-proud of them!
Any other questions, please ask one of us. =)
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Today is like Friday for me, because I don't have to work tomorrow. I am going to New York this weekend to walk the UAE 10K in Central Park this weekend. It benefits the National Kidney Foundation. My husband is going to RUN it, but my sister and I are walking it.
It's my first "race." I wish I liked running. I tried. I really did! But I just couldn't enjoy it! My husband really enjoys it and has done the Marine Corps Marathon along with many smaller races. It seems like a waste though, that I'm going to this race and I can't run it, but I found out I was going a week ago, so I didn't exactly have time to train. Maybe being in the thick of it, instead of holding the camera, will inspire me to RUN it next year!
And apart from the race, the trip is going to be SO MUCH FUN. Hanging with Bananas and also introducing her to some of my colleagues is going to be a BLAST!!!
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