Here’s To Changes



This weekend, after meeting with my extremely fit and very talented yoga instructor Cousin Roxanne, and her Mummy Honey, I was informed that maybe I should be sweating a little more”. I think maybe I’ve stalled because I have been taking my Zumba classes a little easy. I mean, to be honest, Wednesday and Sundays are basically just the classes to see and be seen. I’ve kind of just taken these gym classes not so seriously, and just use it like a meditation class.So, yesterday, I decided to attend my first ever Crossfit class. Am I stupid? Yes, I am.  Me and Celeste walked into this class practically peeing in our pants with nerves. I didn’t know what to expect, and to be honest, I was pretty certain that I was going to be taken out of that gym in those black duffel bags. 59 minutes later (yes, I counted each and every second of that class) I finished. We were yelled at by the evil Crossfit man, and he kept telling me to stop talking and to get lower, all I wanted to say was “sir, just calm yourself, k thanks, I’m working at my own pace, and my mouth is getting exercise so like enough please!” But I didn’t.  I completed this class with all the people; mind you, I didn’t do nearly as much work as Celeste or the other group members, but I still completed it. After class was over, my legs had turned to spaghetti and I was unable to move. Genius even walked himself last night when he saw the pain I was in. I pushed myself so far, and this pain feels awesome!

Roxanne also gave me some blog advice, and told me that I should talk more about my struggles, and about the challenges I’m facing, and maybe a little less about the skinny girls. As we all know, currently the struggle I’m facing is that I can’t get past this number on the scale. I can’t get rid of it, and it doesn’t want to leave me. This number is like a clingy boyfriend that just wants to stay with me, and I’m just done with him, y’noh? I feel like maybe if I’m honest with myself, and with the rest of the world then maybe this evil number will leave me once and for all.

So, here goes nothing. Here’s to being honest, and here’s to hoping and trying to get past this number. I’m not embarrassed to say it, and I’m not ashamed. I know I will never see that number again, so maybe we should give it an amazing goodbye party.

Dear current weight of 214, I don’t like you. Go away. Thank you.

One comment

  1. joanne lazare · May 8, 2013

    baby i am so proud of you! you gave me chills and squeezed my heart! stay strong and focused,luv u, cousin roxanne

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