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I’m running around like a mad fiend. Feast time is upon us and I have lots to do. But I wanted to quickly tell you guys that I tried Zumba again and I LOVE IT EVEN MORE! 🙂
“To dance is to be out of yourself. Larger, more beautiful, more powerful.”
~Agnes De Mille
I am one of those people that can trip on my own feet, or even nothing, so trying a Zumba class sounded really intimidating. However, I made some friends yesterday at the gym and they were really encouraging about the class, so I decided to jump in there and try it.
Guys, it’s really fun! 🙂 I had no idea! It’s like a cross between bellydancing and hip hop, both of which I’ve done a little bit before with videos or kiddos teaching me. The instructor wears bells and is very perky and she didn’t mind me staring at her butt trying to figure out how she was moving.
I only lasted about 20 minutes into a thirty minute class, but some people stayed on for a second class, which seemed to be more my speed (the first one was really fast paced industrial/dance music. The second one was more like pop ballads.)
There’s another class Thursday during my workout time, so I’m going to try it again. 🙂
A workout station at curves.
The beginning is the most important part of the work.
As I posted Friday, I joined a gym. To be specific, I joined Curves. I love that I can go there and just use the machines and follow the video for cardio, all without really thinking about it. The trainer tells you when you’re doing it wrong (as I so totally was, over and over this morning) and so you can be sure that you’re not doing something stupid that will hurt you. LOVE THAT!
So this morning, I went in and got started. They have these smart card machines, that I will eventually get to use my card on, that gauge how well you can do a certain machine and will level you up as time goes on, making your workouts harder in specific ways as you progress towards even more fitness. I love that I don’t have to keep track of that. It sounds fantastic. But first I get to spend a couple weeks getting used to using the machines and getting my strength & speed up so the machine will recognize I’m doing something. (I did have a moment this morning where the trainer said “Are you just extra tired or what?!” and I gently reminded her that a) I had RA and b) it’s been about two years since I’ve done any working out at all, really. Baby steps, lady. Baby steps.
The workout went well, for the most part, except that my heart rate was way off the chart only three stations in. The trainer said that the smart card machines would require me to take a time out before I was allowed back on and if that kept going on, I would need to see my doctor before I could work out again. (Never fear! I am not ever terribly far out from a doctor’s visit. I will talk to mine about it in a week or so when I go back in.)
All in all? Today was a success! 🙂
To enjoy the glow of good health, you must exercise.
After a month of pros & cons lists, visiting local gyms either via online tours or in person, and asking lots of people lots of questions about their exercising and health efforts, I have finally joined a gym. (I see you out there looking shocked. You may close your mouths now. 😉 )
I know it’s taken me some time, but I’m finally ready to get back on the health bandwagon. Some may be amused that I’m starting so near to the Feast of Tabernacles, but I am all about starting now that I’m ready, rather than waiting until some nebulous “perfect time” that never will come.
Fitness plans (this week and next)
Cross posted at Life According to Lisa
- I’m already taking a daily walk with the dog. Started that just this week. It calms us both down and makes us happy. Win!
I joined the gym. I learned the machines this morning, but there will be someone there every day, every hour they are open to answer my silly questions. This was a big deal to me. I forget how to do a lot of things (like brushing my teeth. how can you forget that? My mind is a seriously weird place.).
- Tomorrow I will be resting from this week’s craziness. Resting is a goodness.
- Sunday, I will find my FLEX, charge it, and then I might go to the gym. I forgot to ask their hours. Oh wait, they may be in the stack of papers the trainer handed me. I dumped them in my inbox and forgot about them. Hmm.
- Monday, I will go back to the gym and try out the circuit. It will be good because I tried the machines today and only one made me want to cry. The trainer said that was the machine everyone hates the most. Well, yay for that machine. That night I will look at my stats on the computer because they should be available by then.
- Tuesday I am trying out Zumba for the first time. They promised not to laugh at me. I am glad about that. I am not terribly coordinated when it comes to watching someone do something and then doing it myself. I hope I don’t hurt anyone.
- Wednesday, I am taking a break. My trainer said I should have a couple in there during the week to let my muscles rest. Woo hoo! (Also, I have Bible Study Fellowship on Wednesday mornings.)
- Thursday, I am either doing more Zumba or the circuit again. It depends on whether I broke myself and/or others doing Zumba on Tuesday.
- Friday, I will go do the circuit again. I will check my stats again and I will be happy that I finished out the week. 🙂
I drove out to the little small town nearby for my second Tui Na Massage appointment this morning. It was different from the first in that a) I was fine to wear soft, not-long-sleeved or -panted (is that even a word?) clothing, b) we only went over what was currently painful c) it was only one hour, and d) I did not need to rest afterwards.
We spent some time talking about the things I learned this week. The practitioner was glad to hear that I had learned about how my posture/habits/etc. affected my pain levels. She said that some people don’t take time to notice those things and those are the people that she sees repeatedly for “little issues that have become big.” I told her that I consider myself a life-long learner and that that applied not just to my mental education, but to my physical one as well. 🙂
She went to work on my right foot, which I’d stubbed a few days ago, finished up on my right hip, and re-worked my left spine in the spot that always pops out. Then she told me something that she said she’d felt to compelled to tell a lot of people lately (and may as well tell me): people really need to work on being good at being adults. I laughed, as she had just gotten off an “emergency” phone call from her son wherein she had to give him directions somewhere three different ways before he understood her. Anyhow, the gist of it was this: watch your posture, eat food that makes you feel good (not just full), and wear good shoes. I’m am totally guilty of at least two of those. *sitting up straighter & searching for better shoes & tossing out all the super-crunchy food now* Ah-hem.
At the end of the appointment, she asked me if I still thought I had RA. I told her that while she had, in fact, made me feel better than I had in years, I wasn’t willing to go quite that far. I still am having my morning stiffness (which she said “everyone has that, it’s part of being older”) and I am still low grade feverish, as I am when I am flaring or overworked. She told me that a lot of people with migraines have low grade fevers and that I had one each time I’d been to see her so far (which was true; I’ve been very migraine triggered lately). I will have to look for more information on that because I’ve never had a regular doctor make that particular connection before.
In any case, I’m back to feeling better now. I didn’t have to lie down after this appointment and I don’t have to do the warm clothes & soup thing this time either. I just went to my new favorite bookstore and am back home again. 🙂
A page from my 1987 4-H Record Book, which was my first attempt at what I now refer to as my scrapbooking (though who really uses scraps of paper? I always bought stuff especially for the purpose of scrapbooking). I was snarky even then.