Do you think there is such a thing as dance dyslexia? Because if there is, I think I must have it. But I thought I at least looked the part in zumba today with a new, flowing shirt. No zumba pants yet for me though...not sure all those zippers would look as cool going in the wrong direction and at the wrong pace. Someone could lose an eye :) !

Say It's Not So!

Oh no! Just found out that Richard's Easy Rider spinning class will have its last session next week! Yes, it will be back in the fall but I was just getting my stride. And I bought some new "spinner" type workout clothes. Deep sigh. Now I will have to choose between abandoning spinning until the fall (no!) or trying one of the harder spin classes (ouch!). Hmm...2 weeks to decide which way I'll be going. I do like those new tops...

I've Died and Gone to Zumba

Well. Just came home from my first zumba class and what can I say? I don't even know where to start except for pointing out that when I grow up, I want to be Annie. That woman is unbelievable. She's like ORC's own JLo but way more caliente. Secondly, I had a major shock during the class. For years, I've thought that I'm a pretty decent dancer. I love music, love to dance and no one has ever pointed and laughed that I'm aware of. But guess what? I can't dance...at ALL. I'm reminded of the time I tasted a local after hours pizza during daylight (and sober) hours for the first time and found it is was actually horrible. I can not dance. Wow. I need a few days to actually process this. The good news is that once I broke it down to focus either on Annie's arms or legs, rather than attempting to do both at the same time (like trying to pat your head while rubbing your stomach), I could manage to get through it without bumping into anyone else or getting completely lost. And I had fun. Had a great time actually. I still think zumba would be even better with fruity cocktails and sunny shores but I'll be back next week! Get ready Annie....  :)

The View From Where I Sit...

So I was virtuously going to go to the gym today for spin class. I got all dressed and ready to rock when I realized how gorgeous it was out. It was one of those true spring, birds a'singing, sun a'shining, breeze a 'blowing kind of days that we don't seem to get many of any more (is it just me or do we go right from winter to summer now?). So I decided to forego my beloved spinning class in favour of cycling in the real world - to and from school and around the 'hood. The workout was maybe 10-20% of what spinning class gives me but boy was the view better! No offense to Richard of course :). Back to spinning next week!

Let Me Count the Ways

Things that have kept me from going to the gym in the last week:

• sick son
• sick self
• volunteering in my daughter's classroom,
• husband away on business trip
• Mother's Day activities to plan and execute (of course)
• self on trip with oldest son to check out Queens University
• general fatigue and lazines

Things that will get me back in there today:

• summer is almost here and my butt is too big.

That's it. But that's enough. See you there this afternoon!

Cliquety Clique...

So I've been talking with my kids a lot lately about cliques - how they start, how they make people feel, etc. and I realized today that cliques don't disappear when you become an adult. Far from it. They are everywhere! For instance, in my spinning class, there is a "back row" clique. Now they're not Mean Girls or anything close to that (they're not even all female :) ) but they have an obvious camaderie based on a shared passion for spinning and a friendship from doing this frequently together. So, rather than feel intimidated and heading back to the anonymity of the Fitness Centre, I took my own advice and reached out to make a few new friends. And guess what? Not hard to do! I made myself an active part of the class (clapping, cheering, answering the teacher's questions) and chatted to the women on either side of me. Did we form a new clique? No, and I wouldn't want to. But I definitely feel welcome there!

Keeping Me Honest

I know, I know. My fingers made some promises that my body hasn't kept. I promised I would keep you posted on my fitness progress in terms of BMI and % body fat. It's possible I also made a vague suggestion (okay, a promise) that there would be pictures. Well, I guess I lied. Maybe not lied, but procrastinated! To be completely honest with you, while I feel fitter, stronger and more confident, I still look pretty chubby. My eating plan has been a bit of a fail. So, give me some more time, okay? Don't give up on me and I won't either. Let's see about a June 1 check in? Deal?? Thanks.