Total workout time: 45mins.
Today I woke up feeling extra sleepy. I've recently been put on Cymbalta for Fibromyalgia and still getting adjusted to it. Last night, my wife and I decided that we were going to get up at 7am and Zumba together but it never happened. It was closer to 9 am when she came in to tell me she was leaving for work. I found myself feeling a little cranky and wishing I could just sleep all day but knew that wasn't a possibility.
I grumbled to the silence in the room and stumbled out of bed. In the back of my mind there was a little voice telling me to get the Zumba over with because after-all, I did make a commitment to this blog and even if no one else's reading it, I would know that on only the 2nd real day of working out, I had bailed. "UGH!" The sudden twinge of cramps screaming from my ovaries let me know that I had a legitimate reason for my crankiness this morning and furthered my procrastination.
All morning I read emails, thumbed through books, watched some television and fought with the incessant voice in my head until finally I gave up.
"Ok, Ok" I thought as I resolved myself to getting off of my ass and put in the 2nd DVD of the suggested program that I'm following (the one that is supposed to help you lose at least 1 size in 10 days....). The whole time I continued grumbling to myself about not doing this today.
Needless to say, I popped in the DVD and hit play. I heard the music begin and took a step back to see what the Zumba crew had in store for me today. First up was the warm up. I turned the volume up and thought fine, i'll just do the warm up. Before I knew it, I was 1/2 way into the 45 minute work out and sweating furiously. I couldn't help myself. The music had reached out it's hands and the steps pulled me in. They were easy enough that it wouldn't require any real strain and when there was something that was a little more of an impact than I was ready for, I improvised and kept moving my body. The Zumba sticks moving to the rhythm fueled my recent obsession with finding something fun and creative to do and my love for music and I just went along for the ride.
By the time it was over, I was drenched. The hat I was wearing was so wet with sweat that it couldn't hold any more moisture and the excess was dripping down my face. Gross! but awesome! It used to take a lot for me to sweat and maybe it still does although not with Zumba. Zumba really really makes me sweat! I have such a love hate relationship with sweat but in this case all I can think of is "Goodbye FAT! Hello FIT!"
After my "Cool Down" I felt like I wanted more but figured the 45 minutes I just spent was probably good enough for today. My mood wasn't so crabby. Infact, I actually felt good, like I had accomplished something. I jumped in the shower and felt totally refreshed. My cramps are still there (though not as bad as before I began my workout), and I feel like I want to get out of this house and DO SOMETHING EXCITING! I don't know what I'll get into today, but thanks to Zumba the dreariness outside no longer matches my moodiness inside :)
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