Overweight and doing something about it

I attend my first hip-hop aerobics class this morning. It was different and entertaining. I tried the moves, however I wasn’t moving quite like the instructor. I put my own spin on it and looked like a damn fool. Regardless, I was on beat and hit the moves when it counted.

Hip-hop aerobics is fun! I may go again next week. I wonder tho, if people attending the class are going because it’s a different type of workout or going to learn new moves to try out at the club. If you fall in the latter category, I feel like I must warn you. Please DO NOT take what you learn from the class and attempt the routine in public, at a bar, in a club, or at a wedding, EVER. Because if I’m there you will get talked about. I say this because there were a few suspicious people in class moving and gyrating in class in between breaks and unfortunately off rhythm. Hip-hop aerobics is an exercise class, and any fool performing the dances while not in class or in the privacy of your home or during half-time of a Mavericks game assuming you’re a Mavs Dancer or a rap video, is dumb.

To me its like taking Tae-bo for a self-defense class. 

Now excuse me while I take a sip of my haterade.

I had a really good time last night. My friend was such the gentleman, opening doors for me, pulling out my chair, and PAYING for dinner. My issue with my weight came to mind only a couple time during the evening, the couple times i had to pull my size 12 jeans back up because they are too loose! Hello! We have plans for a second date, but it may be a while since he lives 1000 miles from me.

Oh, and I got hit on my another handsome fella this morning while walking into work. My game is tight, yo!

I’m going to happy hour tonight, but only after my spin class. I deserve it.

I get extremely jealous when people post significant weight loss. Especially those who lose 10 pounds in a week and all they did was stop eating a gallon of ice cream before bedtime. Whaaa? It’s not FAIR!!! I been working my ass off, watching my diet, cutting down on my ’socializing’ and the result are insulting (if not discouraging). Some days I am successful in reminding myself that scale doesn’t matter and what really matters how I’m feeling (looking). However, on days like today, I think that’s utter bullshit, if I wanted to feel better about myself, I’d do a line of blow. I’m working out to lose weight.

BTW- My thoughts today are a complete departure from yesterday. Yesterday, I was one hot beeotch. Every time I would pass the mirror or see my reflection in a window, I’d wink at myself, stare at my ass, and say damn she’s SEXAY and keep on walking.

Also, I’d like to note, that I’ve never done illegal drugs in my LIFE. And I’m just going through the motions right now. And that my issues are not hormonal And I think I might have split-personalities. Anyone know a good shrink?

Why do some women think is ok to strut around butt ass naked in the locker room? I understand that you must get naked in order to get into your gym clothes and naked before you jump in the shower, I’m ok with that. However, I’m not ok with you stripping down, frolicking from one corner to another, using the bathroom, combing your hair all in your birthday suit. That’s not cool. Please put some damn clothes on or at LEAST wrap a towel around your exhibitionist-ass. Because I need NOT know how your bush is trimmed! Didn’t you get the handbook on locker room etiquette? Apparently not. Sheesh!

Stats for the week:

Chest 38 (under breasts 35): Waist 36; Hips 40
Arms: left upper arm 12.5; right upper arm 13.
Legs: left upper thigh 24.75; right upper thigh 24.75
Size:12
Weight: 188

I weighed myself today and I lost five pounds -despite the McDonalds, despite channeling David Hasselhoff during Happy Hour on Thursday. I’m not going to get too excited about the weight loss as it could be all a fluke. I did a total of 205 minutes of cardio this week! It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I did two sessions of my strength training class, I’m having problems with the arm curl machine, not that the weights are heavy, the machine is uncomfortable. I guess it has something to do with me being double jointed in my elbows, maybe not. I’m going to switch to free weights for my biceps.

My measurements are:
Height 5′7″
Chest 40.5 (under breasts 36): Waist 37; Hips 42.5
Arms: left upper arm 13; right upper arm 13.5
Legs: left upper thigh 25.5; right upper thigh 25.75
Size:14
Weight: 190

Next week, My goal is to wake up early enough to cook a nutritional breakfast.

Off subject - I’m to attend my first Indian wedding tonight. Exciting, no?

Dear Spin instructor of the 6am Wednesday class,

 Yes, the music was too damn loud, it is 9:24 and my ears are still ringing. That’s the reason why I left class early.

Also, when you say last song, make sure the song is truly a ’standard’ song, that last no more than 4 minutes, because that’s how long a song is suppose to last. When you say last song and the song drags on for more than 10 minutes while we’re doing hills, it makes me think of bad things to call you and your mother.

Here’s a bit of advice, if the song is expected to last more than the ’standard’ length, say last push or something before recovery and we’re done, then say something encouraging like you can do it, good job everyone, looking good…etc.

Also, I was hungover and that’s the reason I left early last week.

Love, Me