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Thursday, August 30, 2007

ow

So I just got home from teaching my very first class all by myself.

Lemme tell ya. Teaching? Is a lot different from just going.

I am going to be so sore tomorrow.

Scratch that. I'm sore now.

There were only three people in the class, which is pretty much the norm for summer afternoons at the Y. I was hoping for five or six, but whatever. We did ten or eleven songs. Halfway through the hour-long class I was already clock-watching, which never happens when I'm in someone else's class. With other instructors, it's always like, "Oh no! It's over already!" But it's way different when I know exactly what the moves are going to be so I can give them everything I've got. And when I'm worrying about what songs to play and trying to get the CD player to work (you can't press the buttons too nicely or too hard...you have to massage them or it won't play) and flipping through CDs to get to the songs I want because when I tried to make a mix CD last night it wouldn't work and let's not forget looking at songs I meant to do but realizing I was huffing it already and if I tried to do that song I'd probably die so coming up with another one when all I have is three CDs to choose from.

Oh, and I kept saying "Whoops" every time I messed up. Which I did, frequently. Especially on the new songs. And every time I put a new song on, I said, "This is such a fun song!" like a lame-o. :)

In the end I had a lot of fun, and I'm a little worried about my likeablility with people who haven't been taking the other instructors' classes with me since last September--the new girl who came today didn't seem to like me much but knowing me I'm just overreacting--but I got a great workout, anyway, and isn't that why I did this in the first place? So I'd get a workout, and get paid to do it?! :) OK OK, I think the other girls got a workout too.

I need a massage. That should come as part of the employment package. Maybe it does, once you start working more than one hour a week. ;)

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

on the schedule

I just got a copy of the new fall schedule at the Y and there's my name! In print! WooHoo!

I can't believe it. Not that long ago I was telling myself that I would never teach Zumba, or any other fitness class. That was for fitness nuts. And I wasn't one of them.

Then I took Zumba, and loved it, but I told myself I could never teach it unless I lost fifty pounds. "No one will take a class with a fat instructor," I told myself.

Then I got certified, but I told myself no one would want to hire me because I'm forty pounds overweight and I have no background in this sort of thing.

Then I got hired and here I am, anxiously awaiting my first class! Can't freakin believe it! ;)

I want to say thank you to everyone who has been so nice and encouraging, like the girls in class who told me I was good, and asked if I was a dancer or an instructor before the thought of teaching ever crossed my mind, and the other instructors who have been so helpful and nice and complimentary and who've given me so much to work with from their great and diverse classes. Maybe I'll write thank-you cards and hand them out in class. :)

I'm so excited.

SO EXCITED!

Thursday, August 23, 2007

studying

Studying for my Group Exercise Certification sucks.

And I'm pretty sure I'm just going to forget everything after I take the test anyway.

That is all.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Just got back from zumba class and my instructor friend Tina let me lead one of the brand-new songs with her. It was SO fun--I love the new stuff. It's rockin. Complicated, but awesome. Tina and I practiced on Saturday and I've been playing the CD nonstop, causing my kids to say things like, "Mom! Is this Zumba again?!!"

I was so excited cuz Tina told the class I'd be teaching on Thursdays and after class several women asked what time my class would be. So it's good to know that there are some people who won't mind taking my class. ;)

So mostly I'm feeling pretty good about my upcoming teaching job. I'm even calling some local gyms to see if I can pick up some more classes (but not too many because I don't want to kill myself). I did have one moment tonight where I thought it's a good thing God gave me red hair because then when people talk about my Y's Zumba instructor, maybe people will refer to me as "the redheaded one" instead of "the short fat one", but other than that I'm feeling pretty confident. ;)

I was on the Nike website drooling all over the fitness dance line. Yum. I want all the pants and all the cute tops and some new quality zumba shoes and...drool. ;) I'm hoping by Christmas all my current workout clothes will be too big--I'm already working on it; my pants were falling down all night tonight, I kept trying to yank them up while keeping my feet moving--so I can justify my huge Nike-and-UFO wish list. ;)

Oh bleh it's late and I have stuff to do. And lately around here, if it's not Zumba, it's not getting done.

Friday, August 17, 2007

the hump factor

The humps. You know I hate 'em.

Most women, and certainly any mom trying to lose weight, knows what I'm talking about. The big hip-humps that make wearing low-rise jeans a thing of the past. They also make it extremely difficult to track a girl's weight loss progress by measuring tape.

So, I've been trying to track my weight loss. The scale doesn't help because I'm losing fat and gaining muscle and the numbers on the scale stay in just about the same spot. Very discouraging so now I just stay off the scale altogether. I'm keeping an eye out for a decent price on a good fat analysis scale though--that would be nice.

And measuring doesn't seem to work either because apparently I suck at trying to measure in the same spot each time. Like I need tattoos around the various parts of my body so I look like the body-measurement diagram in clothing catalogs. Y'know, the things that help you determine your size but don't really help because you order what should be your size and you get it and it still doesn't fit?

I think part of the measuring issue is that my hips have gone from big and humpy to more rounded like they should be. Like this:



With, of course, the fat humpy "before" hips on the left and the cute "after" hips on the right. So if I measure at the same spot, there isn't much difference (so far) in the circumferance but there isn't as much...um, height, I guess. :)

I'm experiencing bagginess in the waistband of all my pants, though (*angels singing Hallelujahs*) so hopefully pretty soon the circumference of everything will start going down too. Because seriously, somethin's gotta give. Right?!

Friday, August 10, 2007

Yay!

Guess who just got offered a class at the Y?!!

No, guess!!

Me! Me! I'm going to teach Zumba!!!

I still have to get with my "other job" to get Thursday nights off but it shouldn't be a problem. I'm so excited!!

YAYYYY

Now I have to go practice. I hope my new music comes soon so I can start my new class off with some new stuff no one's seen yet.

So freakin excited.

Go me, go me go me go mee!

Thursday, August 09, 2007

getting a jawb

Well, this doesn't have so much to do with weight-loss but it has to do with Zumba so oh well. See, I'm trying to get a job teaching Zumba--trying to be proactive in my job hunt like my marketing materials tell me to be--and some of the places I've checked out want a resume, as opposed to a job application.

Now, normally, this isn't a big deal. I have a resume I keep on file that I can update every now and then in case a really juicy deal comes along. Not that I'm expecting it to--I'm too comfy with the whole home-with-the-kids-all-day thing--but y'know. Just in case. Because someone might bust down my door wanting to thrust a writing-acting-graphic design-making lattes job at me as long as I have my resume immediately available.

Where was I?

Oh yeah. So the thing is, I have zero experience in the fitness industry. And now, all of a sudden, I want--I need--to teach Zumba. Is that so crazy? I love my Zumba like (trying very very hard not to use low-blow analogies like "like Whitney Houston loves crack" here) ...like (forget it, nothing nice is coming to mind) ...like Lindsey Lohan loves the bottle and I just want a job! So I need a resume that will convince someone to hire me despite my total lack of fitness degree, sports background, relevant certifications, or anything like that.

C'mon. Isn't 10 months of rockin the Zumba classes 1 to 5 times a week good enough?!! How about references from all my instructors and fellow Zumbadoras, who tell me I "neeeeeed to teach!" because I'm "sooooo good!" Can I put that on a resume? ;)

Yeah. So...how do I go about doing that? Anyone? Anyone?

...I really need to be prevented from blogging past midnight...

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

this is zumba

After you watch this, you're going to go to zumba.com and find your nearest class. It's that good. Just trust me, watch: