Doing What We Love

Sorry, it has been a while. I must confess that I have been in a bit of an emotional slump. True to my nature, I have been studying and researching my habits to see what has brought this on. I have recently gained back 5 pounds, I feel that working out has lost it's pizzazz and I have been snappy and fiestier than normal (I am half Mexican so this can be translated to "Hella-Fiesty"). I feel that my slump is the result of a gradual decline in the "fun" in my workouts and activities. I work more and play less. Going to the gym has become a task and since running has been all but removed from my regimen, I find myself desperately trying to replace it with something. I read in Gretchen Rubin's "Happiness Project" that "what you enjoyed as a ten-year-old is probably something that you'll enjoy now."

Solution?

When I was ten, I was in gymnastics and I loved to dance. These activities carried on into my adulthood and I was part of a Utah "Hip-Hop" breakdancing group about 7 years ago. I dropped out as soon as the organizer began insisting we dance to Maroon 5 and Britney Spears. Aside from the sparse visits to the club, I don't really dance anymore. So, much to my dislike, I am going to participate in a Zumba class tomorrow night. I despise workout classes at the gym. I workout alone for a reason. I love the solitude. The only class that I really have found myself to enjoy is Pole Dancing, but I got a little uncomfortable when the instructor told me to pretend I was "dancing for my best client."

I made an "agenda" of the muscles that I will be working out each day and hung it on the fridge. I know that this is task oriented and may sound like it takes the fun out of it, but the fun part is getting to check it off when I have done it. This week I have done back, biceps, chest, triceps and shoulders.

I will blog more often. This makes me feel better and holds me accountable. I will inform my "followers" of the Zumba experience. I will leave time to walk Pogo.