Sunday, March 06, 2011
Don't knock it until you try it!
Zumba that is!
I went to an hour class yesterday with 5 friends and one's daughter. There was 7 of us.We are going to try to go every Saturday now.
Not one of us had a clue what to do or what to move, or anything!
But we were told at the start of the class that the instructor would not be talking during the class and she didn't care that we did not know the steps, that would come in time. She only wanted us to MOVE our bodies.
Well no wonder she didn't talk! The music was upbeat and a good volume; and the pace was fast. I hardly had a chance to flap my gums, and for me that is rare!
But oh did we MOVE! I think I shook things that haven't been shook in ... EVER!
Between going the wrong way, twirling when I should of twisted, and shaking my booty! That hour class flew by!
The absolute best was the laughs all of us had. Either at our own expense or at each other, we had the best work out in a long time.
So we are definitly going back. We are all at different fitness levels, me probably near the end, but that won't stop me from going again. Who knows when I will actually learn the steps, but I tell you that ab workout from all the laughter was the BEST!
I wish you could join me in a class, we would have so much fun. One day my friend!
Today, the day after I can feel my workout. My posterior is a bit (or more than a bit) sore. But hey! If I can have a Latin a** one day that would be amazing!
So keep dancing my friends!
Here is a beginner link to Zumba steps.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Another winter day.
I am sitting by my window watching the snow gently drift down, covering my world in a blanket of white.
It is quite mesmerizing, as it allows my mind to drift to other topics or thoughts that occupy the space between my ears.
I wanted to be at the gym today, but without the Surgeon's ok, not happening. I have been on the treadmill almost every day, which is a good thing. If I had not at least done this I would be a puddle of trouble by now. Although by the time I actually go back to the weights and more intensive classes, I will be weaker than the littlest kitten. ( You know the saying " Weak as a Kitten.")
I think I may just start doing a little more on my own and see if my body responds well or not. However I certainly don't want to undo my progress by moving too rapidly.
Have tried to get back into the Surgeon after he cancelled on me twice, but he is triple booked until the end of March.
I was able to see my Dietician/team leader on Monday. She was not impressed that I had not been seen yet after 4 weeks. I was to have been seen at 2 weeks. Anyhow she is trying to get me in and in the meantime has scheduled my first fill with another Doctor for March 3. If I still have not seen the surgeon by then, this Doctor will do the exam first and then the fill.
I am pumped about this!
I was in tears of happiness when I first arrived at my appointment with my Dietician. After weighing me, she told me I was the first in the group to have lost weight 4 weeks after lapband prior to the fill. YES!! I was happy.
Then a little later, I am told I have to eat more. OK... Mixed bag.
I was aiming for 1200 calories and need to up it to 1500 calories. Is this what lap banders eat? There was no prior indication of calorie intake so I am a bit confused. Thinking stomach smaller, should equal smaller calorie intake? Anyhow I will try.
I really am looking forward to my first fill. That will be so great to continue the journey that the band has begun.
I should really go paint. I am working on two projects. The first is a rose, will take me awhile to finish this. The second is a quick workshop I want to have ready to present to my students soon. Maybe have it ready for teaching in March, it is portrait color study of my nephew eating ice cream. I just thought it was so cute. BIASED! Yes I know, but kids are usually popular paintings for students to learn from.
House is clean, except the floors. So I am going to go and paint.
Stay warm wherever you are and stay safe.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Oh My! I feel so bad.
I try to always be so very courteous to others, as I know from personal experience how badly others inconsiderate words can hurt.
Well, I did it.
I was at an appointment for the second time and the receptionist is very nice. But I am having a very hard time knowing if this person is a SHE or a HE.
I don't mean any disrespect! Not at all!
I tried figuring this out on my own, but just couldn't.
So I asked my therapist what the receptionist's name was, thinking that would do it. WELL...
Turns out I don't hear as well as I thought I did.
I thought she said something along the way of 'Lorena' as she was opening the door. And is the case when you don't hear so well, what do you do?
"I am sorry WHAT IS HER NAME??? LORENA???"
Of course she probably thought I was deaf, so spoke even louder and only being two feet away from the desk and waiting room (full of course).
She shouted "NOT A GIRL!! A MAN!! AND HIS NAME IS LAWRENCE!!!!"
Of course, I couldn't just RUN out of there. I had to pay my bill. What luck....not.
Well, what could I do?
I pulled my shoulder's back, went and did my business (flaming red face and all). Then I walked out of there as though NOTHING HAPPENED.
I have to go back in a few weeks. I hope it is forgotten then. Or I hope he was deaf... or whatever.
Yep, both feet are in my mouth. Tight fit and all.
But I did learn something, well maybe a few things.
1) A little more finesse when not sure what to say or do in a similair situation for sure.
2) I think I will try a peppermint foot lotion, at least the taste of de'feet' will be better.
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