That kind of gives the impression that I am losing my mind and I need to be committed.
But, what it really means is I am about to pay for 10 sessions – 10 classes of Zumba which commits me to this ‘New You”, self-imposed program. This mommy – with the doughnut role smack in her middle has caused me enough wardrobe malfunctions, is ready to make a change.
I seriously still feel like total crap when I’m done with the hour-long class so much so that I need to plop on my bed with the AC on and just breath for about 30 minutes before I start doing any household chores. That part sucks. However – this past week after chilling out and 3 hours later when it was time to cut veggies and bake and cook dinner, I listened to the songs we exercised to and was moving enthusiastically around the kitchen. Every once in a while a little Cha-Cha and hands-in-the-air move made my kids giggle and smile with pure joy. Did I look silly? probably. Did I care? Nope. It made me feel good.
It made me feel great – so I’ve decided to up my game (though the money spent will go much faster). There seems to be also a class forming one night a week and I’m thinking – I may join every other week.
If there is one thing I need to change it’s definitely my eating habits – I mean, just writing this post I inhaled about 6 sandwich cookies dipped in milk because, well just because. I brought the pepper, the plum and a pear. I washed them and plan on eating them also – but I grabbed for the cookies, *sigh. One day I’ll get there, I just hope it’s soon.
Perhaps I’ll start a mantra-a-day, I do not want the cookie, I do not want the cookie. I should just pour black pepper on one of them and force myself to eat it – you know like therapy. Totally psych myself out of eating them. But I won’t. I want to love quinoa and bran flakes. I actually watched someone eat a plain white yogurt and every few seconds she’d stuff a bunch of bran flakes in the small container. I asked her if she did that to enhance the boring no frills taste of the yogurt or because she actually liked it. – She liked it. She has amazing skin and toned everything too. Some people are born with it. Some people need to work on it.
I am excited to be one of the ones that need to work on it. I’d hate to have a gorgeous figure and not appreciate it. So – here we are, at week #4 and I am officially committing to (some) change. I live in a country with universal healthcare so I am tempted to make an appointment with a dietitian – but first things first – I just made an appointment for all my kids to visit the dentist for checkups and one to the orthodontist for braces (eek!). I know that’s just an excuse…baby steps though.
To be continued…