Frumpy Middle-aged Mom: I lived through a Zumba class. Yes, I really did.
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I lived through a Zumba class. It’s been my goal since dinosaurs walked the earth to actually make it through an entire class at my gym, and, my friends, last night I actually did it.
I like to dance, so, over the years, I’d tried Zumba a couple of times and always ended up muttering the same thing to myself.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I’d mutter, as I walked the walk of shame out of the classroom while the class was still underway. I’m kidding about the walk of shame. People leave the class for all sorts of reasons – they’re tired, injured, they have to pick up their kids at soccer. But, it was always a walk of shame for me, because I knew I was a quitter.
But this year I’m on a mission to do things that scare me, so I don’t become one of those old ladies who sit around and crochet doilies. And Zumba has definitely scared me, ever since my daughter first suggested taking a class two years ago.
For me, my journey started 18 months ago, when I was diagnosed with diabetes. I’d been heavy and sedentary for many years, but that diagnosis motivated me into changing my life, because I just refused to take a handful of pills every day and then end up crippled or dying of heart disease. I read every book I could get my hands on at the library about diabetes, and when I picked up “The End of DIabetes” by Dr. Joel Fuhrman, I knew I’d found my guru.
He preaches that you can cure most major illnesses by adopting a whole foods, plant-based diet based on greens, beans, nuts and seeds. By following his guidelines, I lost […]