Hello to all! Still keepin' on keepin' on. Not much new to report. I weighed yesterday and I weighed the same as the week before - 204. But man, that's 26 lbs down since the beginning! I'm stickin' to the plan. Last week was TOM, anyways, so that probably had a bit to do with it. And on any diet I've been on, I always seem to lose in steps - nothing happens, then suddenly a few more lbs off, then another wait, then another loss. At least that's one thing I learned from all those previous diet attempts - not to get discouraged if there's a delay!
Well, my long-suffering gal pal Judy and I tried another exercise class. This time we decided to check out circuit training class. Do ya'll know what that is? I've done the Curves thing before and liked it - I just never stuck with it. Circuit training class was sorta like Curves, but apparently for already fit folks with a good sense of balance. Judy and I join the circle and then the teacher pops out - and it's the little water aerobics nazi!!
Arrgh! A tiny person with WAY too much energy! And an amazing set of lungs. Then the music starts, and I swear, everyone in the class knew exactly what to do except us! By the time I'd get myself going on a contraption, the nazi would blow the whistle and yell "NEXT STATION PEOPLE! MOVE!!" Argh! I'd try to disentangle myself and stumble to the next station before I slowed up the person behind me. Then there was the giant rubber band. Spent several 30 second intervals without ever figuring out that one. Then the giant rubber ball. I was standing there staring blankly at the ball thinking, "Do I throw it to someone?" when a girl in a half-shirt with 6 pack abs said, "You lie backwards on it and do sit-ups."
Seriously??? This girl was obviously not in the Sexy Salsa-cize Dance Class I attended.
So, I think my days of getting creative with exercise are over - for now. Stay tuned for future humiliating disastrous attempts. I'm still not coordinated enough to read and walk on the elliptical machine at the same time, but I've found books on tape are a good alternative. At least it doesn't require a sense of rhythm like salsa-cize and it doesn't try to drown me or balance me backwards on a ball. And there's no giant rubber band involved.
Have a great one, Ya'll!
Stace