Tuesday, July 28, 2009

in the news today


July 28, 2009 (Foxboro, MA) - AC/DC was in town tonight, playing at Gillette Stadium as part of their world tour. This is the band's second North American leg of the tour.

Fans flocked to Patriot Place early in the afternoon to shop the shops and hear the sound checks...and avoid paying the crazy parking fees for everyone else who didn't get there early enough.

Of the show, local student Jane Smith says, "Yeah, it was pretty cool...but what really rocked the house was that awesome ZUMBA demo on the plaza at lunchtime!!"


Sunday, July 19, 2009

countdown: t-minus nine hours and counting...

...until I start eating clean. You know, Eating Clean??

It's time. I'm ready.

For a long time I didn't think I was ready. I went and grabbed Tosca Reno's book from the library, and halfway through it I had to put it down so I could cry pitifully about all the junk food I'd be missing without losing my page.

"Waaahhh! Poor me!! Why can't I be one of those people who can just eat whatever they want and not gain a pound? Whyyyy meeeeeeee?!??!"

Poor baby. Nauseating, really.

But! I finished reading the book, still not sure I was ready. I planned my meals, still kind of sniffling and snorting and leaking about the whole thing. I went to the supermarket and filled up the cart with crazy produce and tofu and stuff, because here in the If Not Now household we're doing clean eating, vegan style.

Well, I am anyway. My family, not so much. Moving on...

Checked out with my stuff, still unsure. Brought it home and put it all away, getting kind of grouchy now.

Spent the last day and a half pigging out on gross stuff in the hopes that eating-til-I-puke would finally get me ready to give it up. And I have to say, I'm there.

Just to be sure, I watched Nike commercials all day on YouTube. Dang if they don't have the most motivating commercials! They speak to me. They say, Just do it, girlfriend!!

So here I am. The night before it starts. I'm chock-full of ice cream, cake, pizza, brownies, caramel, and all other kinds of nonsense.

I'm so ready.

Bring it.

Bring it!!!


;) That was my game face. It's on.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

convention dreamin

I had a dream last night.

It was a good dream. A really really good dream.

I dreamt I won tickets--all-expense-paid tickets--to the Zumba Instructor Convention in Orlando Florida this September.

Then I woke up.

It took me a second to realize it had all been a dream. Then disappointment hit, like when I was little, dreaming it was Christmas morning, only to wake up and realize we still had a month left.

So I went back to sleep.

And had the same stinkin dream again!! which started the cycle all over again.

I must have done this like five or six times through the night. Dream. Wake up! Crushed. Back to sleep.

OOOOoooooh my head. Not a recipe for a good night's sleep. But man, I fully enjoyed the dream while I was in it!! Every. single. time! :)


Thursday, July 16, 2009

zzzzzzzzzzz *snort* zzzzzzzzzz z z...

I can't sleep.
I'm so tired.
My head hurts.
I'm thirsty.
I can't shut off my brain.
My feet hurt.
My legs hurt.
My frigging wrists hurt, for crying out loud. Dang bellydancing routine. Dame jaleo.
I think I need to see a podiatrist.
And a sports nutritionist.
And a chiropractor.
And a masseuse.
I'm teaching way too effing much.
But I need the money.

Oooh, in following that line of thinking, instead of just killing you with my random stream-of-consciousness crap, I'm studying for the AFAA group exercise exam!

*blank stares from the audience*

OK, so, AFAA stands for...something. Hold on, it's late. I gotta go look it up. Ooh, OK, it stands for Aerobics and Fitness Association of America, and it's kind of the big deal when it comes to fitness certifications. Well, one of the big two, the other being ACE, the American Council on Exercise. And if I want to teach anywhere that pays more than peanuts, I need that group ex cert.

SO! After putting it off and putting it off and making all these excuses like and It's too much money and I'm not ready I finally just booked the date, paid for it and everything, so now I have no choice but to study my butt off from now til September 11. Go me! Eeep!

It's not easy. There is a whole lot of crazy crap to learn. Like, anatomy. Can I just say something about anatomy? When I was in high school, anatomy was an elective. You could take anatomy, or you could take something else, like physics or something. I don't really remember, because high school was a long-ass time ago. What I do remember is watching my friends walk around with these gi-freaking-normous anatomy books and thinking, Sucks to be them!!!

But you know what? If *I* had taken anatomy back then, I wouldn't be struggling so freaking hard to learn it now!! Funny, isn't it?? HAHA! I'm dying from laughter!!

So. Lots of stuff to learn. But I need it, if I want to reach my goals of being an awesome instructor and maybe even a ZES when I grow up. And I do. I really really do.

I just wish my goals didn't involve freaking anatomy!

Although maybe if I study for a while, I'll finally be able to get some sleep...

Monday, July 13, 2009

my imaginary conversation with a hypothetical Zumba Educational Specialist

Me: Hi there.
ZES: Hi.
Me: Is it OK if I interview you for my blog?
ZES: Your what?
Me: Don't you know what a blog is?
ZES: Well, yeah. I just didn't know anyone dorky enough to have one.
Me: ...
ZES: I mean, do you really think that people care enough about what you're doing all day?
Me: ...well...
ZES: I mean, isn't that kind of self-centered?
Me: Well yeah, but that's the world nowadays. Don't you tweet?
Me: Oh, well, anyway... Can I ask you my first question?
ZES: Sure.
Me: OK. get to work with BETO!!!
ZES: That's not really a question.
Me: Um, right...What's it like working with Beto??
ZES: Well, I don't really work with him that much--he travels a lot and is all over the world, you know, but we worked on a project last week and--
Me: --Did you get to touch him??
ZES: --What??
Me: Well? Didn't you?! He's so hot...
ZES: Yes, well, he's a sweetheart and recently we were in Brazil filming for...
Me: Was Gina there?
ZES: Gina? Yes, Gina was there.
Me: And Tanya??
ZES: Yes, a bunch of us ZES were there and the Albertos...look, is this a real interview or are you just gonna go all fan-girl on me?
Me: um...Is that a real question?
ZES: Excuse me, I have to go, I have a lot of paperwork to do.
Me: WAIT!!! Do you like being a ZES? Because that's what I want to do. I want to teach people how to teach Zumba.
ZES: Well, if that's what you want to do, you need to work hard and--
Me: ...and be on TV...
ZES: Well, that isn't really part of--
Me: ...and travel the world and stuff...
ZES: Yes, well, once you've taught for a few years and you've earned--
Me: and touch Beto!!
ZES: OK, I'm gone.
Me: OK but take my card. I'll Facebook you, OK? Add me!!

Thursday, July 09, 2009

is it raining there? it's raining here too.

Actually, for once in, like, forEVAH, it is not raining here in MA. Srsly, this is the grossest, coldest, rainiest, summer I can remember. But! enough about the weather, and on to the fun stuff!


I teach three classes on Thursdays, so it is simultaneously my favorite and least-favorite day of the week. But the great thing about this Thursday is that it is the day before tomorrow, which is the day I get to drive the two hours down to Connecticut for a master class with Tanya B.! Yay! Add to that plans for dinner with a bunch of friends afterward and you have the makings of a great start to the weekend. There may even be a margarita or two involved. Mmmmmmmm...

Did I tell you about my new Zumba shoes? I don't think I did, because I have been so ridiculously bad at updating. So...Guess what! I got new Zumba shoes! Yeah, I totally did! I know, you're surprised.

I needed new sneakers anyway because my old Nike Shox Cameos were six months old and when you teach eleven or twelve classes a week that's, well, pretty old. But the money wasn't really there, so I kept putting it off.

And then, somehow (I'm still not sure how), I lost my Cameos! Um, like, one day they were there and I wore them to class, and the next day I went to teach and they were gone. So I taught for a week in my cruddy old Target clearance specials and by the end of the week my feet totally wanted to kill me in my sleep, with my calves a willing accomplice, so I broke down and ordered whatever was on clearance at

And here they are:
My babies! These are the Nike Air Strike Turf Womens Training Shoe. They don't have the fancy-dancy spin-spot like all the other Nikes ("all the other" Nikes being the two others I've owned) I have used since I started teaching, but they were heavily recommended among my fellow Zumba instructors and, hey, they were on clearance, so I figured I'd give them a go. They couldn't be worse than my Target specials.

I also bought these babies, because they were so cute, and I reasoned that I was getting two pairs of shoes for the price I normally pay for one, and then I would be able to do what all the big-time trainers tell you and switch back and forth between two pairs. Plus they were so dang cute:
So cute! Unfortunately for me, 1) my husband balked at all the money I spent this month when, y'know, teaching full-time for the YMCA isn't exactly raking in the dough and 2) I look totally ridiculous in them. Like that saying goes, I lived through the high top sneaker craze the first time through, so I should know better than to wear them the next time. Sigh...they were totally cute though, and it almost physically hurt to return them. Poo.

So anyway, I have been wearing the Turfs for a week and a half and I lurve them! I was having trouble with sticking to the floors in the studios of almost all my locations, but these turn on anything. I wish I bought half a size bigger, but since I can't exchange them--Nike's website is all sold out--I'll just deal.

Now, I know, I know, this is kind of a sticky follow-up to my last post on world hunger and facing my ugly consumerist ways, so to counter that, I'm donating a bunch of my old sneaks, and some of my kids' not-too-destroyed shoes, to a charity right here in MA that gives shoes to people who need 'em, for various reasons including poverty and earthquake. After I wash the feet-stink out of them. the heck do my kids stink up their shoes so badly?

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

cuz i know you love it

What we did in class today, more or less...

1. Ojos Que No Ven by Alexis y Fido
2. Dance Bailalo by Kat DeLuna... Read More
3. Dulce Nina from Zumba Megamix 12
4. Kulikitaka Ti from MM 12
5. Como Si Na from ZIN 21
6. Caliente from ZIN 20
7. El Sonidito by Hechizeros Band
8. Galactic Blues by Don Omar
9. Ran Kan Kan from ZIN 20
10. Estas Perdida, ZIN 21
11. Cumbia de los Muertos, MM 9
12. Marcha Re by Terra Samba
13. Jaleo by Ricky Martin
14. Lucky by Colbie Caillat and Jason Mraz
15. Closer by Kings of Leon

Hey...anyone ever done/been to a Zumbathon for a good cause? I'm thinking...and this is just in the baby phases in my head, so I'm almost afraid to say it...I want to have a huge outdoor Zumbathon and donate the money to something. I'll tell you what, but first I want to do some research first.

A couple of weeks ago my husband and I volunteered at a World Vision: AIDS in Africa exhibit, and with our child sponsorship we got the book, The Hole in our Gospel*: The Answer That Changed My Life and Might Just Change the World from Richard Stearns, the president of World Vision US. I read it in no time, and my heart just broke. I alternated between feeling all fired up and needing to do something and feeling utterly despaired of ever being able to ever make any kind of difference in the huge global issues of AIDS and hunger, and also conflicted about why I should care about what happens "over there" when there are terrible things going on right here. I'm still conflicted, and I am in constant prayer for God to use me in something.

So while I pray for doors to open where I am needed, and research ways to help--because I don't really trust that just throwing money at an organization is the best way to go about things--maybe you could tell me your experiences with Zumbathons, organizing them or going to them or promoting them, or any other related stuff you don't mind sharing. And as I learn stuff and feel led, I'll share with you where I might be going with all this. ;)

One more thing about this--if you ever need help with, like, ridiculous binge eating or just eating the wrong things and can't seem to break through cycles of overeating and self-disgust, or any other eating...issues... I gotta tell you. Seeing videos and reading about people who struggle to get clean water and any kind of food makes it very difficult to scarf down a huge meal with a gallon of soda and follow it up with a chocolate cake. Let me tell you. Even other issues like buying cute but very not-sensible shoes looks a lot different when seen through different eyes. I don't think that we should ever feel guilty for having...but we all should think about what we do with the incredible blessings we all have. And we should all ask ourselves whether we can get by with a little less--less food, less drive-through lattes, less cute shoes, less whatever--if it means that someone else gets by with a whole lot more.


* I totally hate this title, but it's still a really good book.