Monday, September 20, 2010
My LOVE for ZUMBA; My INDIFFERENCE for FOOTBALL!
So, I took a realistic look at myself. And my family. Obesity runs in my family - don't know if it's genetic or not, but it is a reality. Diabetes is now part of my mom's life and I'm afraid I could be next one day. As much as I work on loving myself, I've been reading a book called Women, Food & God. The book was talked about on Oprah (and you know how much I love her). The book suggests the idea that women who eat compulsively are not only trying to stuff down pain, anger, boredom, fear, etc, but they are disconnected with God, with living life to the fullest. It suggests that your body is an IMMEDIATE reflection of how you feel about life & pain, love and being loved, etc. It got me thinking that I have not been very kind to me at all lately. I admit it. I struggle. We all do. We all have a monkey on our back & this is my momkey. This monkey has lived with me so long, I am actually having back aches about it. With the heartache of my recent meeting with my manager, which left me feeling HORRIBLE, and the fact that I don't want to cry victim, I decided to go ahead and try something new. So I joined a new gym (I needed change of scenery) and have been taking Zumba classes for the last two weeks!
Zumba is a type of group dance/aerobic class. The Zumba program borrows Latin flavor from the following dance styles: Cumbia, Salsa, Merengue, Mambo, Flamenco, Chachacha, Reggaeton, Samba, Belly dancing, Bhangra, Hip Hop, and Tango. You can easily burn 300-800 calories an hour, depending how much energy & effort you put into it. Well, my first Zumba class, my friends, kicked my ass!! I didn't feel it at first, but the next day I felt like that cartoon that was flattened by a truck! BUT. It is so much fun!! What I love about it is that men and women are in the class, comprised of all different shapes & sizes, nationalities and physical abilities. Our Zumba instructor, Jeannine, is INCREDIBLE! Shemakes me wanna be a sexier woman!! LOL...she is truly a fireball of energy! So as I limped my way over to the computer to write this blog, I am thankful that I not only got my body moving again,. but I'm having so much fun that the class flies by! Jeanine, the instructor, recognized me immediately and I almost didn't believe it. She insisted, "I KNOW you!"
I looked at her with a blank face, "You do?"
"Yes, I know you!"
"From the other gym perhaps?"
"I KNOWWWWW YOUUUU!"
Great, now I had like 40 people looking at me!
When the class was over, she began teaching another class...I was in the locker room as I heard a familiar beat. LOL. I walked over to the classroom and just showed her my two thumbs up, with a kool-aid smile!! She was teaching to Come Into My Arms!!! Wow...I was flattered! She nodded and said, "Do you know who she is?" LOL..I thanked her and walked away.
So for as long as I can, I will be taking Zumba lessons!!! And with some time under my belt, I will have better cardio endurance and hopefully a litle weight loss too.
Now. Last night I had a date..or I thought I had one. For a couple of days I was talking with this man, and he offered to have a couple of drinks with me after my shift. This man looked promising. We shared similar senses of humor, outlooks on life, etc...Of course, whenever I blog about any man, he remains anonymous unless he permits me to use his name. So for lack of a better name, we'll call him Football Man. Football man had spoken with me throughout the week and left me a very good impression. I thought to myself, Now THIS is a man!
Yesterday I woke up, not sure of what to expect, but I was looking forward to it. Since I'd meet him after working at KTU, it was important to go into work dressed for the date. After spending a good forty minutes or so debating what to wear, I finally had it figured out and felt good about my choices. I grabbed my keys, bag and cell phone. And there it was. A text:
"Hey, my brother invited me to a Jets game...maybe we can do this tomorrow night? Thanks."
What the hell did I just read? What was that? Are you kidding? This pissed me off on so many levels - I cannot even begin...yes, I can. First of all, a text instead of a phone call to cancel plans? Secondly, you chose a football game over a date that was pre-planned? Third, you don't even have the balls, I mean gall, to APOLOGIZE. Oh, my God. I will tell you something about me that you should know. I HATE when people CANNOT say sorry, or I apologize, or when they don't even acknowledge that your feelings are possibly hurt. Big pet peeve for me!! It's a five letter word: sorry. It can fix things with me in a minute.
I'm not a mean girl. I have compassion and empathy. Inviting a man to a football game is like inviting me to a musical...Almost impossible to turn down. If he had called, and told me that he barely sees his brother and this is a rare opporutnity. If he told me the Jets were his favorite team, and he'd see me afterward, etc. etc. I would have understood. But to send a text and then suggest we do it tomorrow - as if I don't have a life and nothing better to do. Oh, please. So I know now you're wondering what did I do? I texted him back. I am very busy tomorrow...no can do. Period. Then I went to work looking cute - on a radio program where not one person gets to see me, lol. But then I went home and I was mad. Suddenly a couple of men were texting me. I answered no one back...people need to learn how to call again. I turned off my phone, turned on the t.v. and watched misses episodes of Rome on HBO...yea, that felt a hell of a lot better!!
So in conclusion...I love zumba...I am indifferent to football. LOL. Football is an American pasttime. Throughout my dating history, each man I dated or serious boyfriend I've had has NEVER had the patience or possessed the interest in teaching me about football. So unfortunately I equate football with being ignored...and last night just confirmed that notion.
Love Zumba -
Um dear Mr. Football! There will NEVER be a touchdown here...no field goals, no scoring!!! I hope the Jets will cuddle you & kiss you goodnight!! LOL...