So - I made it to the gym - Go Me! I jog/walked on the treadmill for a half hour then headed off to Zumba.
I have a love hate relationship with Zumba. I've noticed my pants fitting better, and I attribute that to Zumba because it's something new I've been doing consistently. But I usually want to quit after a few songs. I don't... but I just don't want to do it. Fortunately, I keep going and it's better to do that than to be at home and quit because no one will know.
I also had a realization. I was at the front of the room. Usually this space is taken, but not today. Normally I don't mind... but I found myself mambo-ing to the end of the mirror behind the weight rack. Am I really that fat?
Now granted, I was in some loose pants and my comfy shirt. No form. but WoW - I just looked like a typical fat girl.
I hope that's not offensive to anyone - but I guess my mental image of myself is much more pleasing to the eye! As much as I've been exercising this past year - I'm still a flabby fat mess - and it's shocking to me! I feel like I need to loose a little weight - that over all I have a normal figure that I just need to widdle down.
Apparently I need more than that.
I'm not giving up home though. I am determined to lose weight - to widdle down my figure. I really need to take my diet seriously. If I don't I'll never make a real difference in my weight and shape. I think I'll go do a TurboJam sculpt video before I shower. TJ really seemed to tone me pretty well.