Every Wednesday evening at this lab, a lady comes and leads a Zumba class in the commons area. I've seen em doing it these last few weeks as I go to fill up my water bottle for my workout, which recently has been almost 100% elliptical. This is mostly because I hate the recumbent bike (or rather the bike hates my package) and I am still not quite comfortable enough with the treadmill to up the speed/incline enough to get my heart going like the elliptical can. So, since I stopped going to 24hr Fitness on weekdays and those are my only three options here, I'm now working out 4 days a week, 1 hour per session on the elliptical. Thats not a bad thing -- I love the elliptical -- but it is a bit monotonous (both in terms of keeping it interesting for me and keeping it challenging for my body).
So, I was talking to my supervisor today about health/fitness/weightloss stuff, which she brought it up because she noticed I've been losing weight (seriously? After knowing me for only 4 weeks now? That's a sharp eye), and she mentioned the Zumba class, which she apparently does every week. I told her I don't think I'd do it because a) I'm probably not coordinated enough and b) it probably isn't as intense as my cardio tends/needs to be. She convinced me to try it anyhow, so after a 20 minute warmup on the elliptical, I hopped over to the commons to join in and ohmygodmylegsmybackmysidesmyheart I think I'm gonna die. Wow. I don't know if I'll do that again. I don't know if I'll do anything again. Seriously, I went from the the workout straight to my desk to share this post with yall, and I am struggling to muster the energy needed to type these words.
In other news, I did wind up getting out of jury duty (obviously since I'm talking about being at the lab today), but rather than go to the lab yesterday, I took care of some other errands that needed me in that part of town.
I changed my voter registration (finally). Despite considering myself a libertarian for the last 10 years, I'm now officially one (previously unaffiliated).
I renewed my driver's license. This one was big for me. When we got to the part where the lady asked my weight, I was going to emphatically pronounce my real weight for the first time since I first started carrying ID. My old DL says 280, which at the time was a lie by at least 20 pounds. I now weight 273, but that isn't going to last. Instead, I decided to announce my weight as a nice round 250. I'm looking forward to making that correct.
And then wrong again.
In the other direction.
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