This weekend I took my first Zumba class!
This is what I looked like afterward.
I’ve been hearing people talk about Zumba for a while now, and the general impression I got was that it’s like the second coming of Jane Fonda—people lined up in spandex for miles just to get their sweat on. I figured it was time I set my alarm and get my booty to a class. My gym only has one class a week and it’s at 9am on a Saturday.
Personally, I think that’s just crazy. Saturdays are for sleeping late and sipping coffee.
Still the class was totally packed. For a solid hour I crunked, samba’d and jumped a lot. It was definitely fun, and definitely a workout. My heart rate monitor came in at about 500 calories for the hour. Mostly, I felt like it was like going out to a club, only while wearing comfortable shoes and not having to ward off the dry-humping advances of strange dudes. That’s a win-win. All I needed to complete the vibe was some friends and a disco ball.
I may just be setting my alarm for future Saturdays, but not all future Saturdays. A girl’s got to have priorities.
One of those priorities is apparently not changing my eating patterns. I think I’ve officially thrown in the towel with the 5-6 small meals a day goal. My body just doesn’t work that way. I am not a snacker (although, you’ll notice that I did have a snack tonight after I got back from class). I do recognize the health benefits of eating small amounts on a regular basis, I just can’t do it. I’ve said this before, but I’m a big fan of just listening to your body, and following its lead. Mine seems to really hate the idea of small meals in two-three hour increments. I tried, but I think I’m back to three square meals with occasional snacks thrown in for a rumbly tummy.
C’est la vie!
Omelet with “egg product”, broccoli, and lite cheese
Vegetable soup and cheese
Smoothie with almond milk, peanut butter, banana and chocolate whey protein
Peach and a handful of peanuts
Exercise: Strength training: Legs and back