This morning was a big morning. I actually went and did something that I never in a million years thought I would. I signed up, paid for and attended a Salsa Tots class.
Monday, March 17, 2008
In an effort to lose some (some = very large amounts) of weight I decided that I needed to do something a little more physical than moving my fingertips while typing. I contemplated joining the gym and then remembered the last time that I did that.....skinny, had way too much coffee, cheery to a fault girls telling me that I will be skinny in no time....yeah, right. Go fuck yourself skinny gym girl. Jeez....you think that I am bitter much?
So, gym is out of the question. I have bought some proper walking shoes and planned 2 trips to various Disney parks within the next few months. I will be walking....lots. I am telling myself that the Disney trips will be good for me (minus, of course, all of the food that is a must to eat...like Pineapple Whip and Churros).
(Aside - I am typing this while watching The View....Barbara Walters looks horrid today!!! Mmmmmmm Carter Oosterhouse, or however you spell it)
Back to the post....so no gym, more walking. I was watching the morning news one day and saw someone talking about a dance class for Mom (or Dad) and baby, called Salsa Babies. Not having a baby anymore I thought I was screwed. Nope. They have a class called Salsa Tots. Not giving it a second thought, I signed up.
This morning was our first class. Let me start by saying I was totally the fattest in the class....by a lot! On the other hand though, Ryleigh was totally the cutest kid! I got over all the "I am so fat" thoughts, remembering that I was there to try to help out that situation. I avoided looking at myself in the very large mirrors and concentrated on having fun dancing with my baby.
I was pleasantly surprised when I found myself enjoying it. Ryleigh mostly participated, there were moments when she would have rather just been running around, but she did dance. I danced, kind of, but I did not, and will not, jump. That would just be ugly!
I didn't pay attention to the perfect-body Moms who probably roll out of bed looking like they just came home from the salon. I just need to constantly remind myself that I am there to get some exercise and spend some great time with my baby.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 11:28 AM