Whoop! Whoop!

So many things to post about!  Okay, well first of all.. I hadn't really weighed myself since Florida.  I was too scared!  But as of this morning...  I have lost 7 more lbs!  So 38 lbs. total!  I'm so happy!  That's almost 40 lbs.  When I did Weight Watchers a couple years ago, the most I lost was 44 lbs, then I gained it all back.  So to think that I'm almost there again makes me happy.  :)  40 lbs. is a big deal!  That's like 8 bags of sugar. haha  My lady lumps thank me.

Okay, let me go back now..  Last weekend, I went to Atlanta to visit Madeline.  We had an.. uhh.. interesting time.  No, really, I had a blast.  :)  I for one was totally sober on Friday night, however, our entire party was not.  ;)  Love you, Mad!  I had a really nice time, despite repeatedly being called derogatory names in Spanish by my own cousin that I cannot repeat here.  And the words, "my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard" will never have the same meaning to me again.  After being verbally abused by my family members all weekend, I recuperated by the pool Sunday morning until it was time to head back to Chucktown.  Thanks for a fun filled weekend!  ;)

Tuesday night I went to the gym with Maggie.  Since my work schedule changed, I really can't get to Tread & Shed on time anymore.  So we just decided to do our own thing on the treadmills on the ladies side.  But we didn't slack off.  We still did lunges and walked backwards and all that nonsense.  I burned 620 calories that night, so not too shabby.  We were about to leave when we saw that the Zumba class was starting up.  We saw a family waiting for class to begin.  A middle aged mom and dad and their Shrek-like teenage son.  We were like..  SHUT the front door, we have to stick around to see this.

When I took Zumba months ago, there were maybe like 10-15 people in there.  It has since gained MUCH popularity at my gym.  There were about 35 people in that class!  These Zumbadeers (as I've dubbed them) are hardcore.  They bring their own little sarong things to tie around their waist that have little jingly coin-like things on them.  So when they're booty shaking, it makes noise.  It's hilarious!  Like every other person had brought one to put on.  Where does one purchase such an item?  Okay, I just answered my own question.  For the low, low price of $10.95, you can purchase one of these lovelies online in a variety of saucy colors!

Okay, back to the weird middle aged couple.  The dad was kinda short and paunchy and was wearing no shoes with tube socks up to his knees.  His cotton shorts and too tight t-shirt were scary enough when he was stationary, so while rump shaking, he was quite a sight.  I never wanted to see that man pretend like he was riding a pony, but I did.  The ogre-like teenage son was wearing an orange shirt with a jack-o-lantern face on it.  He was standing awkwardly in the back of the room.  The dad was at least trying really hard to do the moves.  Trying and failing, but trying nonetheless.  Jack-o-lantern was standing in the back swaying awkwardly from side to side.  Poor Jack-o-lantern.  When your dad shows you up at an otherwise entirely female Zumba class..  Yeah, that's bad.  He should just turn in his man card now.

There are some girls that can work it in that class though.  You can tell they've spent many hours in da club.  And some girls should do everyone a favor and never take that class again.  One girl in particular was shaking her money maker, which was even bigger than mine.  That's hard to do.  Her behind looked like two cats fighting to get out of a paper bag.  I thought they were going to kick me and Maggie out of the gym for giggling so much.

I think that's mostly all of my news...  Oh, except that I have special plans tonight....... ;)  But I'll post about that later after I see how it goes!  My life is pretty wonderful right now.  :)

Ch-ch-changes!

My vacation was amazing!  I REALLY needed a break from my crazy work.  It was awesome!  We pretty much got up and went somewhere every morning.  But even though I didn't sleep in much, we just had so much FUN! 

And...  I had my first massage!  I've always been way too shy to do that.  Sure, my back could use a rub down but I was mortified of someone touching me.  My mom very generously treated me to a massage, and I couldn't whine my way out of it.  The massage therapist escorted me to a room that smelled like a hippie headquarters with various incense and essential oils.  There was gentle mood music flowing from a boom box in the corner.  My immediate thought was... WHAT have I gotten myself into....  I thought about bolting for a split second.  She told me to please take off all my clothes but my underwear and lay on my stomach on the table and cover myself with the sheet.  I had to laugh as I undressed during what were to be my last moments of privacy.  In a few short moments, she would be as familiar with my goodies as I am.  So I'm giggling as I hike myself up onto the table.. and there's a huge problem.  Well...  two huge problems.  Lying on your stomach is not optimal when you have huge boobs.  It just doesn't feel good.  They were like spilling off the side. 

I tried to cover myself futilely, just as the massage therapist comes in.  She takes one look at the overabundance of my chesticles and offers a pillow for under my chest.  Ahhh, that's much better!  Okay...  I had it in my head before we began that I'd only let her touch certain things..  I didn't want her to go above my calf on my legs, etc.  But when they're doing it and it feels so good...  it's like WHATEVER.  Go for it.  It's already all hangin' out.  She did some WONDEROUS things with those hands.  Simply glorious.  Apparently, I was all out of alignment.  Not hard to believe.  Not only did she go above the calf, there was some glute action.  Oh yeah.  And I gotta say..  I didn't hate it.

By the time my glorious hour was up, I felt drunk.  Does a massage release some drug in your brain?!  That's what it felt like.  She was ask me questions and I was like..... "mmmfhhhmmmphhhff".  It didn't help that only my nose and mouth were peeking out of a tiny hole.  I had to drag my limbs when she asked me to move my arm to the side or something.  I so could have fallen asleep on that table in all my glory and not given a hoot.  I took my time dressing and staggered out sleepily and slightly dazed.  I could definitely get used to this...

The rest of the vacation was lovely.  I got to fulfill my lifelong dream of riding on an air boat.  It was as awesome as I thought it would be. And I got plenty of beach time and even a slight tan.  And my BFF met me down there!  So it was as perfect week.  :)

Today I tried cycling....  And it was awesome!  It was definitely hard, but it felt so good.  I'm glad I didn't give up on it.  (And even more glad I didn't have a mental breakdown in the parking lot this time.  Yay, me!)  I think this was my most successful cycling class to date.  And Shannon plays great music.  I can really pedal to... "I put my hand upon your hip.  When I dip, you dip, we dip."  That's just how I roll.

And.... the class also might have gone smashingly because I've been in a good mood.  Let's just say....  There's a certain someone who makes me happy.  And that's all I have to say.. about that.  ;)

Ciao, lovelies!