Showing posts with label Zumba. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zumba. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

...I'm Awake. I Swear...

*Yawn.* My eyelids are getting heavy...


I'll just close my eyes...just for a minute. No one will ever know...

*SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE* *drool* 

*SNORT!* Huh? Wha? Whadyousay? I'm awake! I'm awake!
This has been me for the past two mornings.


Why? Well, dear readers, I'll give you the reasons why.


Reason #1: I stopped drinking anything with caffeine in it. It seemed like a good idea on Monday, but now that it's Tuesday and I'm barely functioning, I'm beginning to wonder why it was such a good idea in the first place.


Reason #2: Brian started back to school yesterday. Which means early alarm clocks. Which means Abby doesn't get to sleep till 8 AM like she's used to doing on a (mostly) regular basis. But it's ok, because it all boils down to 


Reason #3: I have started getting up an hour earlier than usual so I can workout in the mornings.


I'd cheer about Reason #3, but I just don't have the energy.


Yet.


However, I've finally jumped on the Zumba bandwagon. I picked up a copy of Zumba Fitness for our XBOX 360 (with Kinect). For those who may be unfamiliar (what, do you live under a rock?) Zumba is a relatively new dance workout styled to make you sweat your arse off whilst shaking it.


Here's a little taste:





There are several things that happen to me when I play this game:


1) I sweat like a pirate who's out of rum. Seriously. Gallon-sized buckets of sweat.

2) I smile like a fool the ENTIRE TIME. Partly because of the music, and partly because I know I LOOK like a fool the entire time.


3) I crave Mexican food. I can't help it. One of my favorite parts of eating at a Mexican restaurant is the music in the background. I even dance in the booth. Now I'm expected to dance like a crazy woman while hearing the same tunes?  



I worry about what will happen the next time we visit our favorite local Mexican restaurant. Maybe I'll bust out some of my new Zumba moves and dance up and down the aisle to keep myself occupied.


Ole!
MAAAAAAAAN.


I really want some guacamole. Stat.