Here is my face before I had ever been to a Zumba class.
It’s actually really hard to take a self-portrait with a SmartWater in your armpit. And yes, that’s what I wore to my first Zumba class. Underwhelming, I know! I ended up having to jog the .7 miles there because of a last-minute panic attack when I couldn’t locate my gym shoes! Can you believe I texted Kevin James @ work and he knew right where they were? Impressive!!!
I made it just in time for the 10:15 Zumba class at Z Studio. The first class is complimentary so I encourage you to check it out! The class was kind of duo-taught by two instructors, and I really liked them both. They were fun, upbeat and super encouraging. I really enjoyed my class – it was good to just hear some Latin music. There were only about seven ladies in the class so that was actually really nice. It was different not to have an instructor not SCREAMING at me in Spanish. Oh, Rosa. I haven’t decided if I’m going to go back or not. I have to commit to a $40 punch card that is good for ten classes. I liked it, but I still can’t quite get myself to count it as a real workout. Insanity, Jill, and running are really the only things that make that cut for me. But it would be fun to do once or twice a week? And I did meet a new friend… Haha. I found it hilarious that I’m in a point in life that I can go to workout classes during the day. I always thought it was funny that they schedule so many fitness classes during normal work hours. For losers like me!! I made a self-deprecating joke along these lines to one of the instructors. She didn’t take it well. I’m not sure why.
For lunch I whipped a version of the Creamy Avocado Pasta from this morning’s post. I had to substitute pesto for basil which was really disappointing because it kind of commandeered the favor of the entire dish. It was still really delicious, and I’m definitely going to throw it in the rotation.
And THAT is why I don’t take step-by-step pictures of my recipes. I’m a very, very, very messy cook. I like to try to have everything back in some semblance of order before more cute neat freak husband gets home, but this is the reality!
After tutoring, I hopped, skipped, & jumped over to the library. Kevin James was getting off work in 20 minutes so we could carpool home together. I got a good stack of books to devour while I’m overseeing the proceedings at the BIG GARAGE SALE TOMORROW. Here’s Kevin modeling the selection I chose for him: Paddle North. I thought it was true love. He thought I was mocking him by choosing a book that was mainly pictures. It’s about canoeing in the boundary waters!!!
We forgot about Kevin’s meeting tonight so he got abruptly pulled away from dinner preparations and left me alone to wrestle with the food processor. I absolutely hate that thing. I managed to muscle it into submission this morning, but I’m having no such luck right now. I actually started sweating trying to screw on the lid. I just gave up before I totally lost my temper with it. Not worth it, right?
Do you know that last night Kevin told me I was the best wife ever? And I quote: “Better than Carrots ‘n’ Cake, and that ‘cowboy woman’ and even Peanut Butter Fingers.” He meant Pioneer Woman. I just thought that it was funny that he would list them in a compliment to me. I guess he knows his wife. If you’re curious, tonight’s dinner is going to EVENTUALLY be Chicken Tacos with Cilantro Slaw and Avocado Cream. I’m thinking it’s going to be pushing 9.
P.S. One of my old Dominican aerobics instructors always called Thursday “Super Jueves” and it was always a super tough workout. I loved those!!!