I still have a pain in my neck.
The whiplash incident required that I put my dance class on hold.
That was rough-I love ballet.
Politics(not mine), gossip(I did listen), poor organization and double billing all conspired(along with injury) to end my budding dance career. For a while. There is another school of dance in town. I will be taking the Kid there when classes start up again. Hopefully they will have something for me too, and hopefully I will be in better shape by then.
In the meantime I have gained 3 fucking pounds. As obsessed as I can be, I am trying not to fixate on this but...I think it is a wake up call.
My clothes are all still fitting fine, but my wind is gone.As a matter of fact I can tell that I am experiencing loss of muscle tone in my legs.
So yesterday I joined a gym.
I will walk on the treadmill and use other cardio equipment.
I have to do something and this may be it.
I mean, I'm a little afraid to get into any hurkey jurkey classes because of my neck.
I'm also a little afraid of lifting weights.
They have some personal trainers who can help me with that stuff as I get my ass in gear.
And it is.
Getting in gear.
It's a low one but I can shift up as I go along.
So every once in awhile, ask me how it's going.
I promise I'll tell you the truth.
Now, I need to fix a couple of lunches and get ready to do a little sweaty stuff.
I think I need an MP3 player.