Day 4: Zumba happened and I didn't die

I won't lie, I seriously thought that the Zumba class was going to kill me. There were moments that I thought my feet were going to fall off but I made it through. The instructor was the typical "I'm a dancer/actor/the best thing since sliced bread" kind of person PLUS he was flaming and one of Richard Simmons' students. I wanted to kill him. What saved me was the music. It was so effing loud that you just got lost in it. I will be definitely trying it again. He claims he went easy on us. I will test out another class and see how it goes. 

Besides that I've just been in a great mood all day. I forgot to report my weight yesterday. Well I didn't like it so I I just put it out if my head but yesterday I was 236.8 and today I weighed in at 234.0. That made me feel awesome. That small achievement made me realize anything is good. So baby steps it is and I will get there. You know I think it also has to do with the fact that it hasn't felt like a diet or regimen. It feels like I'm fixing my life. Mostly to be about me again. Writing has made a HUGE difference. I will be keeping up with it and kicking ass. 96 more days to go. 

I leave you with the song on repeat in my head and on my phone recently. It just gives me hopeful energy! Figure out a way to be optimistic about every challenge that comes your way. 

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY