Throwing Down the Diet Gauntlet

Hello Diary. Yes it is true. I have neglected you shamefully. This I understand, is unforgivable but let's face it, Confessing one's sins daily is just not that much fun. In any case you will be pleased to hear that recently I threw down the diet gauntlet (Size XX LG at www.fatpeopleglovesandgauntlets.com) and decided that weight loss was GONNA HAPPEN DAMMIT!

I went to see Dr. Chan who tweaked my hormones and then I joined the Y with my neighbor Jewel across the street. Jewel is an amazing lady. She does Zumba like a champ. We ran into each other while walking the other day (See, I do move this giant body!) and convinced me that Zumba was the answer to all my troubles. I attended this Zumba and found that it is non stop hopping and jumping around to Latin music. It was really fun but SHEESH! there is no break. It is a full hour of non stop, high end exercise! 5 minutes into it I was as red as a pomegranite and sweating like a formaggio. I could not stop because I didn't want to look like a wimp to the other ladies who looked like they did this 12 times before breakfast every morning. They had the audaucity to have their make up look as fresh as when they first put it on. Jewel regaled me with stories about how the lady in the front row used to weigh 300 lbs and now looks like a swimsuit model. The lady next to us had to get her wedding ring resized because she had managed to dump huge volumes of body chunks just by Zumbaing. (She did look amazing!)

Based on the excitement of my first experience I went to 4 Zumba classes in a row and definitely overZumbaed. I could barely walk and had a perfect excuse to stay in bed for a whole week. It was pretty harsh. Nontheless I went back to Zumba class and started again, this time 1-2 times a week instead of 4 in a row (There is a reason people do not do that.)and the result is that I lost 2 lbs and can easily bend over to tie my shoelaces. Good Egg! If I keep this up I'll be in a bikini by the time my trip to Italy arrives! CIAO!

Now I have to admit that though I am a dancer I look like a complete giant dork doing Zumba. (Don't let this stop you!)I generally watch the instructor and try to keep up but occasionally I get a glimpse of self in the huge mirror and what I see is a stork with blond hair trying desperately to get down. I can belly dance and dance ballet but Zumba is not something I was born with. This doesn't really matter though because I plan on Zumbaing into the next millenium! Sooner or later I reckon I will somehow get it. Unfortunately for Little, dogs are not allowed in Zumba so I will be giving him classes shortly. They will be short classes because Little is in terrible shape after the hibernation that necessarily goes on in winter and he will need "special Zumba" until he can keep up. So here we are again Diary! I will continue to write and let you know how it is going. Until then here's to "Livin' La Vida Loca"
XO
Chris